How can anybody say I don’t love thee?
When I bring fresh flowers to my sweet love
Or hold your hand when you are out with me
And coo in your ear like a Turtle Dove.
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Shakespeare's: Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds! ! ! Sonnet is your strength David wood! ! !
In love there can be no hate, Right dear David, good write. thanks. 10
This is a superb poem, David, a very nice sonnet. It rings in my ears a beautiful song. very well written
Love is so tricky to describe - it is a sweet yet painful ecstasy, one moment lifting you high, higher than you've ever been, the next flinging you to your knees.....it enslaves us but how wonderful to be enslaved :)