From a Crazy-Assed Poet

December 24, 2019December 23, 2019 ~ Raven

Form: Beymorlin Sonnet

My gift to you that your eyes cannot see
To lift your heart so I may kiss your soul
With love pronounced by delicate decree
Thereof; yet untethered by sacred scroll
Unbound in liberty my love will grow
Unfound yet held gently within your hand
For this is a gift only you can know
A kiss that brings me to your heart’s command
Your crazy-assed poet speaks love in rhyme
With hazy words that shoot from Cupid’s bow
To reach your heart over distance and time
And each word saying how I need you so
My sighs the joy on which our love shall live
For my art is all that I have to give

Published by Raven

I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry. View all posts by Raven