Sonnet 1

Based on 'Sonnet 130 - William Shakespeare'
 
My man does have pleasant blue eyes;
Yet I'd much prefer the exciting blue of the oceon.
As much as protection comes from little white lies,
Maybe this time his thrusts' will step up the motion.
I have seen better beards on circus females.
I have seen better social skills in a child.
I admit his hugs are written in tales;
Compared to my loyal dog, they could be mild.
Enthusiam and lust does enrich his kiss;
So had the red meat and veg an hour ago.
A phonecall from him I wouldn't miss,
If my music was playing I might say no.
     And yet, my pumping heart, knows where she thrive
     He is my half, my whole, he's the reason I'm alive.
 

E.T.