A Sonnet for my Deceitful Darling

Your hair gleams in the pale moon’s glow,
I watch you breathing, even and slow,
Defenceless, trapped in your reverie
Aggravatingly blissful in your world without me.

You told me we would last forever,
That nothing would be able to sever
Our unity, or consume the fire
Of love, passion and fervent desire.

You splintered my hopeful dreams of tomorrow
But still, my love is unreserved,
And it is so fitting that you should deserve
Eternal affliction for my incessant sorrow.

Your blasphemous lips shall be smothered
Rest in torment, my dearly beloved.

The End

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