Love Sonnet 70: 'My Love Must Be A Flower Of The Dawn' Poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes

My love must be a flower of the dawn,
Of freshness, pure, so true of morning dew
On grasses of the still untrodden lawn,
Or moistened lips, that yet, no one else knew;

As rose that blooms before my very eyes,
In floral burst of most diverse display,
Belies supremacy of morning skies,
That claimed the most artful monopoly;

A goddess filled with warmth and mystic charms,
That toasts of Spring in dusk or moonlit nights
To warm wintery nights with longing arms,
For brief sojourns in realms of dreamy flights;
…..If gardens speak of roses they delight,
…..My love is sure to be praised left and right.