Speak in Terms my Heart Shall Hear,
O Speak, My Ever Loving Flame,
And I Shall Listen Through Eternal Years,
This Passion Unquenchable to Tame.
Speak in Whispers, Soft and Fine,
O Speak, Love, in Quiet Tones that Burn,
And I Shall Call Your Sweet Song, Mine,
Ever Enchanted, For Which I Yearn.
Your Voice Shall Heal my Lonely State,
Your Melodic Tone like Symphony,
And Like Blessed Music Which does not Abate,
I Shall Listen, Enthralled, While You Speak To Me.
Desiring Naught but Your Sweetest Tone,
I Desire it Far More in Togetherness, Alone.
~Morgan~
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Very nice… ๐
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๐ Thank You Tim ๐ I so appreciate that.
Blessings~
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You’re the sonnet queen.
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๐ Thank You, Richard ๐ You KNOW how much that means to me ๐
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Outstanding sonnet, I enjoyed it very much.
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Thank You Ever So Much Dom ๐ I do love a sonnet!
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I am with Dom, your sonnets always remind of those I read from Shakespearean times, it is so very lovely!
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๐ That Means the World to me, Wendell ๐ Thank You Ever So Much!!!!!!!!!!!! ๐
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Alone together – together alone – so be it
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Thank You George ๐
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