I could have written a thousand sonnets

I could have written a thousand sonnets

Of how the night was so kind

That none of us did mind,

If we didn’t close our eyes.

I could have written a thousand sonnets

Of how you made me laugh

And together nothing seemed tough,

Not even the distance.

I could have written a thousand sonnets

Of the way my heart would beat,

Of the fire and the heat.

It was magic you and me!

I could have written a thousand sonnets

Of how my efforts were in vain,

We were left just with pain,

Shattered dreams in the rain.

I could have written a thousand sonnets

Believing you’ll appear in their highs,

In their lows, in every emotion implied!

The sole muse, my sunrise.

I could have written a thousand sonnets

And when I did began to write, I saw the light!

I could freely sail the seas, or I might

fly away as an untamed bird beyond twilight…

I could have written a thousand sonnets

Oh, but then I knew, let me be clear,

It was over, you didn’t appear,

Not even in a single word, my dear!

- S.T.S.