Poem -

Romance struck a sonnet ( upon midnights' muse ).

Romance struck a sonnet
upon midnights' muse,
As drop's of coldest snow
Flaked the surface sound
Casting a winter wonderland
Upon a once naked ground
Stars shone overhead
An emanation of a loving heart
Confused the seasons
falling apart
How must the soul of snow survive
Within a hot passionate moonlight
Or within the burning
of the morning sun
Has the sonnet an armour
Shall the souls snow
Overcome
Falling not knowing it's fate
Melting within a moment
of loving desire
Or defeat the burning flames
of desire
Snow flakes
Distinguished fire
Shall the music stop upon
the stroke of one
Shall all be forgotten
By the rising morning sun
A battle of an adoring heart
Conflicting of all season's
Shall love die in honour
For all but loving reasons
Beneath the stars overhead
Inside the passionate moonlight
For in all of love
one night
Never a more beautiful
sonnet sung
To shelter the snow
From the sun
In a loving armored heart
Forever the soul shall show
Never letting time freeze
Swiftly singing sonnets
amongst the trees
Whistling within the breeze
No fear of melting
Beneath the rising sun
Loving every moonlit night
Dancing within morning light
Never afraid of the fire
Loving every moment
Within a souls desire.

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