Love Sonnet 142: 'Searching far and earnest for what I lack'
Searching far and earnest for what I lack,
I started out front, heading straight forward,
Then returned, one day, way back of my shack,
Finding not a pittance as due reward;
On a course pristine, without tracks or trails,
I claim for myself every land I find,
And also the islands reached by my sails,
But what good are these, when just left behind?
But while there with you, in those trysts of ours,
I claimed Heavens as many as I've found,
That when trekking to galaxies and stars,
The sweetish feeling followed me around;
...It subsided not, though how Fate unfurled,
...No matter how far I went from this world.
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