Sonnet For Christopher

Oh, my love, to me, you are something new,

Your smile, your laugh; how you look, what you wear.

When you play the organ and sing a tune,

My love for you it becomes so clear.

When you get near, my heartbeat increases,

And all the blood rushes to my pale face.

Everything I do, I do to please;

I need to be beside you in my place.

We were meant to be-I am your Angel,

You are my protector, and in my heart

Forever. Though I am going toward danger,

I am feeling so absolutely fine.

You’ve cast a spell over all that I do,

And all those things I so love about you.

The End

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