Sonnet # 7 by Luis A. Estable

Forgive my thoughts on you transporting love.
I understand you are only my friend.
I will ask God, or paradise above
To bring these crazy feelings to an end.
I saw in you, dear Grogg, a flower tall
Due to your mind and so gentle heart,
And in my dreams your name, Sweet, I did call.
I did compare your eyes to pretty art.
So now I want your gorgeous mouth to say
You do forgive my being, Grogg, so wild.
I want to be your friend and so to stay,
And have you in my mind secure and mild.
Yes, when the minds of friends are a clean river,
Their friendship serves its purpose much better.

End of the poem

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