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Zonnet 1
I distantly glance at our unlooked-for bond;
My harp was lost, today it's found and played
For queens deserve the best I have to give.
We talk about our hopes, in codes, to tunes,
And sounds repeat the beat inside our doors
(A monotypic heart designed divine).
The time we take rewards us both, her first,
Me last; until a moon is shared between—
Two rocks in space—revolve around a star!
Our techno beat belongs on earth beyond
Seasons that change, survive, arrange, and break.
I kiss her hand; she lies on sand in bliss.
At last we join before I wake in bed
My dove—it's
that one dream we had, she said.
Zonnet 2
Our eyes met first; we are
too young this round.
Hundreds of days open my mind's essence
and beer is what it takes to get a date;
after the drinks we sleep it off apart.
Today we are going to sandy beach;
Tonight we are two young adults in bed,
I tell myself why time is blinding binds:
you leave me here in hopes of your return.
Avoiding thoughts of loneliness and tears,
Foran's Irish Pub down on Woody Ave
Is where we sit; our legs are side by side
as the solar sun flares, I feel her heat.
I knew you
would be back before an end
it's nice to think: for this
woman I'll bend.
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