Sonnet 38

Sonnet 38

Like the opened liquor no one uses none
Foreshadowing a thing nothing be show
Our not diamond, not ruby, not stone
But the dancing words in poetry slow

We have understood love is the yeast’s grace
For no one right to kill but assistance
Take care of the poignant beautiful face
God has wanted about your excellence

When loving each other is Vernal sweet
Not thinking to one day we’ll live or die
Being truthful in the intercourse meet
I will wait for your subtly dignity

For vivid treat is in your good heart deeds
Like lotus smell better than withered weeds.