Claire Siguenza Arrazola
A Love Sonnet
Twilight breaks and bleak memories linger
Past moments of unforgettable day
Soft unspoken love we shared together
Dew drops on green grass in the month of May.
Orphaned so early in the course of love
Promises, appointments, dates to recall
Like a fleeting dream, like a flying dove
To echo the true love we used to fall.
Fair you sublime, with your incessant smile