Sonnet 31: I Have But Two Loves, The Greatest Is Thee

I have but two loves, the greatest is thee Oh, there can be no argument with that, Now my second love is sweet poetry The most sweetest wine in the largest vat. They are both spirits free and demand much Of my time and effort to keep them sweet. That lifts this heart with a purity of such Variety, yet you are the heart I greet. Now I cannot live without my two loves, They complement each other gracefully, And as compatible as two white doves That enables me to live my life gratefully. And I know which love takes priority Not to risk a life in solitary.