My Love & I
I fall more and more in Love with him,
With every passing day;
I’m sure it sounds cliché,
But he’s more than just a whim,
I love him to the brim;
Way more than words can say;
More than I convey;
If I lost him, I'd be grim,
I find myself falling more,
Whenever he’s around,
He's perfect in my eyes;
The one that I adore,
Whom I am eternally bound;
My love and I!
~8th Place in the "Italian Sonnet" Contest by A Rambling Poet~
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