Sonnet

To see you standing there for me is bliss,
I need to find a way to let you know
I’ve realised this love for what it is:
a breeze that leaves me cool when winds don’t blow.
My love for you is like a shining star
that makes the heavens glow when there’s no light;
our pulse, as one, beats whether near or far –
the dreams I dream are wrung with high delight!
My love for you, though not beyond compare,
would fare quite well with other star-crossed loves.
These feelings are so elite and so rare;
your pure spirit, heaven-bound as the dove.
And though my love’s not worldly as the day,
unlike the dawn, he shall not fade away.