Love Sonnet 60 I Live In Dreams, Waiting For Time To Come
I live in dreams, waiting for time to come,
That bud I spied would open up someday,
What had been days or scant minutes for some,
Became those lonely centuries to me;
As sun would tarry long before it dims,
For night to fall, so dew on leaves could coat,
Or show as droplets on the petal rims,
As what aphids may soon regard as moat;
Yet, soon it blooms, or later, if at all,
Dependent on the time's leisurely gait,
But heart expects grandeur before its fall,
And love made it a virtue just to wait;
…..A lifetime's length could be pittance to spend,
…..If wait would last eternal, till the end.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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