SONNET 598
By JH Sayyar
Your coral breasts may not captivateMy heart to your fully painted face!
Hidden creeks in cheeks not my fate
But in others’ eyes enhances grace!
Black your heart and liar your tongue
You like a red rose without perfume
I hate you yea I know you are young
A mo I want not on you to consume
Because you are like Bay, every bark
Stays for nights in the dim moon light
Enjoys the Bay with you in the park
I see this sight in vision with fright!
If no truth in love, that love is a curse!
Wise men follow me what I say in terse
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