Sonnet 18 ~ For my Muse; Mon Amour

Sonnet 18 ~ for my muse; mon amour

How is this possible... a starstruck profound awakening?

So beautiful so contented and reflection of thyself:..

My being stunned and enthused like the brisk snows weighing January chill,

Heavy snowfall such flies quickly to thaw:

To the cold piercing ice of which heaven dispels,

And the sun’s brightest sparkle of snowflake drenched confetti;

Floats beyond, up and far dissipating into cloud,

Nature turns in sync of universal time;

Yet the bone chilling shutter raves and resides inside my shell,

Embedded tenure not to worry as belongs to thee;

Will not fade nor melt away in the sunlight’s ray,

Continuous joy and enlightenment soars;

On soft touch, melting magnificence sight such adornment alike,

So this yearning gives breath of my existence wherein you reside with me.

~ j. marshon
adaptation of w. shakespeare sonnet 18