57. I do sing a song in praise of you,

SONNET 57

By JH Sayyar

I do sing a song in praise of you,
My promise forever will remain
To make happy if life full of woe,
You bite me when love is slain.
My love shines like stars in the sky,
My woes, heard by the nightingale,
Listening to them all jealous die:
My pretty love will never be fail.
Doo kill me, do not make treason,
Move me I am your eternal life,
I see you tonight in my holy vision,
I kiss you all night as a willful wife

You remember, I am sick of you
My love loyal, a loyal love is true.