Oh sweet Sonita, maiden of charm and grace
With eyes that gleam like stars in darkest night
Thy voice, a melody that I can trace
And in my soul, it brings a wondrous light.
Thy beauty, like a rose in full bloom
With every step, a rose petal falls
Thy heart, a garden, with sweet perfume
And in its depth, my heart forever calls.
Oh Sonita, thy love, a precious gift
That fills my days with joy and endless bliss
In thee, my heart hath found its perfect shift
And in thy arms, my restless soul finds peace.
A sonnet song to my queen,
Beautiful beyond remarks.
As I sing this sonnet, my love for thee
Shall be immortal, for eternity.
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