My Sonnet

January 30

One will never know the meaning of love,

Until you break old traditions and seek,

Seek what is the very fabric of love,

This be the definition that I speak,

No cloaks of guilt nor promises unkept,

A love so untainted and sweet as you,

I dread the day I wear this cloak except,

I see the cloak billowing against you,

No words can describe how this taint chokes me,

This smoke of pain suffocates me killing,

Yet through forgivness my love forgives thee,

I once again let my heart loose spilling,

My Love! I sacrifice my world for thee,

My world, my heart, my soul, and my body.

--Ryan A. De Alwis

~I can't believe i found this after so many years. I didn't realise I was so gifted in writing such things. Where has my heart gone?

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