Reyvrex Questor Reyes


Love Sonnet 54: 'Galatea, So Sculpted In My Dreams' - Poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes

Galatea, so sculpted in my dreams,
Fit for gems of Phaeton's sisters' tears,
My mind would fill with thoughts flowing like streams
For her, which by the Styx, my heart now swears;
If coldness be the hallmark of her charms,
She is by choice, a statue though alive,
In passion nil, with touch that never warms,
As renderings of virtue would deprive;
Should Aphrodite grant a wish fulfilled,
As what by luck Pygmalion once achieved,
Nothing could make this poor dreamer get thrilled,
Than have the truth of what his heart believed;
.....That she could stir awake for his relief,
.....With not an amber tear for love in grief.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Sonnet


Comments about Love Sonnet 54: 'Galatea, So Sculpted In My Dreams' by Reyvrex Questor Reyes

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags


Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 11, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 4, 2015


[Report Error]