I Will Lose Me Out of My Flesh and Mind
If you feel you will not come my home now
Though the moon curve I have put up calls you
I will stop the brief night and then watch how
You can hold your feet from my mad pink hue
I have been in wait for this night for last
One year with my park of blue buds and sky
For you so your brush can move slow and fast
On the white sea by which my birds can fly
The word love means a bridge for stream with clouds
If stream is in form and the cloud yet still
My green and red hues are bound to be loud
I am sure I will drink to my heart's fill
I will lose me out of my flesh and mind
As you bloom the buds at the front and hind
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September 20, 2019
140 words, 140 syllables ( checked from howmanysyllables.com)
Because It's A Tuesday 140 - 140 Sonnet
Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
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