Love Sonnet 204: 'Across Dark Thresholds Sleep My Dormant Dreams' Poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes

Across dark thresholds sleep my dormant dreams,
Inspired by aspects seen while I'm awake,
Epitome of sweetness, my love seems,
That nectar bees seek earnestly to take;
A flower bloomed from primal buds of May,
And nurtured in the sun, glazed by the light,
Which even stars at night cannot display,
I pity blooms which do not glow as bright;
But comes a time when flowers cease to be,
To be more than pleasures to the eyes,
When beauty has become mere memory,
When purpose was fulfilled with its demise;
.....When in dark thresholds lie the sleeping seeds
.....Formed in the fruits, when bloom to fruit proceeds.