Love Sonnet 91: 'Our Fondest Memories Sweeten My Dreams'
Our fondest memories sweeten my dreams
Like buns, jellies and cakes a child adores,
Like pastries, too, that know no other creams,
The name remembered most and called is yours;
I plan to make confection of a sort,
Your smiles and kisses sealed in tetra packs,
That I can take when passing through each port,
Bundled and packed in duffel bags and sacks;
But bother not to save giggles and grins,
Though they could make my days brighten the more,
For when a better luck for me begins,
Those will just be canned laughter in store;
........My love, I must have you as best recourse,
........So I can take the goods right from the source.
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