Love Sonnet 30 My Love, We Ventured Deep In Raging Storms,
My love, we ventured deep in raging storms,
Have groped in fogs, plodded on snow,
Endured the scroll, aligned to rules and norms,
Would we then die in calm, as no winds blow?
For ships are stranded in such windless trips,
Like dormant love, with passion locked and zipped,
Should love pour grandly, or just dropp in drips,
Loosely held to fly, or killed tightly gripped?
Worst is when novelty has flown elsewhere,
Hearts grown familiar crave variety,
Or else, become too scarce, treading somewhere,
Tied in search of wanting satiety;
….So care that none of these laces your dreams,
….As we conduct love tried to the extremes.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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