Her Heart- Sonnet XI

by Morgan

Her Heart

In Seeking This Which You have Given,
Walking in Darkness; Blind, yet Brave,
Untended Sentiment once harshly Shriven,
Now Waits, Possession’s Abject Slave.
Mired in Waves of Deliberate Pause,
While Standing Patient Upon the Shore,
Her Heart is Pounding, but with just Cause?
It Matters Little; She Longs for More!
Unbridled Coyness in Demonstration,
Makes Her Timidity Audacious Show,
While All Her Senses in Abdication;
Closing Her Eyes, Lets Passion Grow.
Yet, if Interest is with Danger Fraught,
Then Privileged Purpose will Come to Naught.

~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by:  Selina Fenech

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3 Comments to “Her Heart- Sonnet XI”

  1. Reblogged this on bronwynschroeder and commented:
    I never reveal my thoughts, my htoughts are poisonous I believe.

  2. I believe your sonnets are some of your best work! So nicely done to form, my friend. Very good – Bravo!

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