Sonnet 18

Sonnet 18

Our the great love like a blacksmith have steeled
Your mellifluous beauty was my heart
Oh, it dancing, dancing and it was held
Saving the party for the best love’s art

With serendipity, you’d know my skill
A poem in the fire that pictured lies
Which on your loving chest is hanging still
I crazily thirsty for your cute eyes

Now we see the volcano have just done
The magma melting like your shape for me
My heart door luminary with the sun
Silently kissing your lips as a sweet bee

Yet, it is novaturient to come here
In our love cosmos more than anywhere.