Love Sonnet 77: While walking by the greens in moonlit night,
While walking by the greens in moonlit night,
Beside a garden full of memories,
Strange expectations you will feel outright,
In response to recurring reveries;
When welcomed apparitions would transform,
To fill your senses with assuring signs,
The happenings unfold all true to form,
As chance, for you, with fine fortune aligns;
Sweet fragrances that scent the air declare,
Some floral burst, or her whom you did miss,
But if confused as to which one is there,
Just the same, rose or colleen gets the kiss;
......Love seeks out what it must, by all the ways,
......And roads would led to where your fancy plays.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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