Sonnet 5
- Don't mind my vacant flustered fuddled stare,
- I'm like this because minds do roam afar,
- When they're witness to your blissfully rare
- Pair of wane eyes; How they resemble stars.
- God how they shine, surpassing all others,
- Glistening, glittering, gladfully bright.
- How they passed before, my brain now wonders,
- And yet a wonder I behold each night.
- Every morning I wake, captivated,
- Alive from the sunlight through my window,
- Reminded of a soul now agitated,
- Dying as I wait for your shadow.
- And while the sun blinds, your stars glow golden,
- Our full enamored stare, eyes wide open.
Notes
One of my better works. I'm not gonna try to justify anything about this one. It's perfect the way it is.
— Huy on