Sonnet

the blighters rock

how unwelcome is the sun
interloper of the morn
for in your all revealing dawn
is this blessed eve’ full run
I curse the coming of your light
and base duty reminders
how quickly does it find us
hid together in our night
for inside our desire’s dreams
the dark has us in sweet embrace
held are we in divine places
with no denials inbetween
so come not sun the dark to end
let us in darkness passions spend.

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