Sonnet: His Hand He Did Lay

Upon my shoulder his hand he did lay, For just one moment, perfection today. Less than a second, eternity still, Night’s spent long dreaming for this very thrill.   We pass in a hallway, through me he looks Perhaps perfection, on my part mistook. I chastise myself, confidence shaken, Forget about love, yet unawakened.  ... Continue Reading →

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