My Maiden Sonnet

Dream till I dream, stay with me times a flowing ere we now part in the rivers flowing stream we see sweet gone awry memories we depart. Emerges from the pit of my tummy significantly a lovely grand dictate a gone past once lovely a memory as now below you I lay prostrate. Love is just a sweet cream, over the past we still gloss over again and yet again all intimacies flash in front of eyes so fast nothing but ashes of thought now remain. remember me for what was my worth you know I did love you, since my birth.