Sonnet Xxxv Poem by Maangi Mongare Kevin

Love, mistress of the day, queen of such a night
Reside or stay not in darkness, you still glow
And ignite dark embers upon beauty's site
And by such my heart in love does grow
Be as brains in your cranium, your face lit
And wars breastplate be tender roses
Two fresh balls on love's residence neat
Which winds sway not as other mistresses'
That isn't luck that such love is truly divine
That wasn't by men found was still in buds
For such roses love not corn or wine
But my affections win over fake lads

'neath your true complexion's true love hidden
That as you do must I, your heart too gladden