Who is as a handsome knight,
Curing damsels of their fright?
Recieving strength from the Lord
No greater man can love afford.
Cunning as Eros in his skill
To weild the bow of passion's will?
Who has stricken me,
Not willing, nor wanting to flee,
As Psyche,
Daughter-in-law to Aphrodite?
She, the love of Eros for all time.
O hearken, listen to my rhyme.
Matthew, brave and true as the sun,
You are my courage, my light, the only one!
Yet another journal-type place for Darcy to rant, rave, and/or recuperate from the world.
Monday, January 1, 2007
A Sonnet for Matthew by DSDragon
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