Reyvrex Questor Reyes


Love Sonnet 90: 'Deep Sorrows I, In Solitude Partake, ' - Poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes

Deep sorrows I, in solitude partake,
While mirth we share, basking sweetly in bliss,
Such times are when I hid grief for your sake,
Or when engaged in emprise of a kiss;
It seems that night falls every time you frown,
And breaks to dawn in glory as you smile,
Your palm patting my hair feels like a crown,
While wine poured not by you could taste like bile;
But wine needs be bitter in loneliness,
Sweet drinks might make strange server sweetish too,
Lest there ensues semblance of friendliness,
That could render past vows of love untrue;
........My love, I from my oath would never shrink,
........Or better be that I of hemlock drink.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 8, 2014


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