Sonnet V Poem by Maangi Mongare Kevin

Love, roses be cheap for your complexion's worth
And carnations clear, not worth your way
If roses, red and white be under such math
With features refined we kneel and pray
Eternally be you my morn and sweet eve
And get out of vineyards with buds and thorn
Getting no march that such sweetness does give
Nectar, pollen and sugar fake, we're worn
But out the yards I find the petals spread
The cheeks pink and lips, sepals green
Tasty flower solely stands, leaves, purple, red
And know I you, my love you've been


By nature contrasted, to level I see love sole
Then you are more queen, whole and whole