Sonnet 37

Sonnet 37

How like a spring waving to that I’ve been
From you I am happy with all long year
Life is not still the dry Autumn I’ve seen
It’s green – the vivid painting everywhere

Foreshadowing, younger with loving time
Fragrance of your nice chest in rich increase
I am not a famous billionaire prime
Just be a poet, and then people tease

Yet you are the great sweet treasure to me
And the platinum song with subtle fruit
For me peeling your pleasure wait to see
To love, love, love in the gesture is mute

Oh, a ruby stream gurgling and in cheer!
That I like poignant music sea is near.