Sonnet 17
Early bird sings his tune
As the Dawn starts a new day
Inside your fancy room
My true love there shall lay
We meet with tender kiss
You steal my breath away
And so much more then this
My love greets me everyday
The cold cruel world outside
Doesn't touch our hearts so
As we hold each other tight
Love is only and all we know
My love I do so adore you
You are all I desire how true
poem by Suelynn Walters
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