Jules Morton

September 6 1999 Pennsylvania
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Sweet as a sonnet

I don’t know when I will see you again
Darling, I miss your lips on mine
Memories of time spent with you are etched in my mind
In the foolishness of my youth, I tripped over my words and feet
and have fallen so completely for you

You can topple cities with the brightness of your smile
I would know, because I fall every single day spent with you
Cathedral bells ring, but none catch my ears the way your laughter does

No sparkling gem can rival sight of the sunlight on you
You are as sweet as any song, sweeter than honey
Sweetheart, you’ve captured my heart in your hands, won’t you please be gentle with it?

My love, won’t you stay with me?
You are as tempting as the pomegranate Persephone once ate
Forget Achilles and Patroclus, forget Sappho’s Ode to Aphrodite
Let’s make our own great love story for the ages
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