Thursday, September 17, 2015

we cannot tell the world

A sonnet for September. 

we cannot tell the world

The truth we speak in private never needs
a test of honesty; for in the place
where we expose our hopes and trust, our deeds
reveal our nature more than words in space

could ever mean. There is no less required
to demonstrate acuity and loy-
alty; we simply give where we're desired,
displaying both the pleasure and the joy

that comes with paired totality, the bent
and lust and definition of our nights,
believing what we say and do has lent
reality enhancement -- so our sights

behold what we provide and proffer, real
because it is the height of what we feel.

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