Queen Bee

Rookie (March 1989 / Malaysia)

Sweet Prince - Poem by Queen Bee

I cannot explain why i call you my prince,
maybe because i hold you in that regard.
From the day you found me and well... ever since,
I have felt confused, happy, i let down my guard.

So take the time that we shared together,
the moment we had that felt so intimate.
I wanted the moment to last forever,
and i hoped it would... e'en as the hour turned late.

When you brushed your fingers upon my flesh,
and pushed the hair away from my eyes.
When our lips touched I could almost confess,
that joys and sorrows that have plagued my life.

And when the moment at last seemed about to end,
I held on to you tight just wanting to feel,
your presence before me... the touch of your hand.
I couldn't believe you weren't fantasy...but real.

Hearing the sound of your beating heart,
I held you close to feel the warmth that you give.
And even when it came...the moment to part,
I knew i would remember this as long as i lived.

Whatever this is...however far it may go,
I guess what i wanted to tell you is i love you so.

(Sonnet for the Sweet Prince )

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  • (11/7/2007 5:45:00 AM)

    I liked this poem a lot... but you absolutely can't call it a sonnet. A sonnet is a traditional poem form with 14 verses grouped in two quatrains and two tercets, in the case of the Italian type, or three quatrains and a couplet (or just one stanza) , in the case of the English type. Your poem does have the couplet, but there are two extra quatrains there, so it doesn't technically qualify as a sonnet. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011

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