Monday, September 18, 2017

Sonnet: Thine Beauty

Lay thine eyes upon the fairness of this humble Maiden,
Where as
the hubris of the aloof Lords
and Ladies consequents their plainness.

But M'Lady shan't be
"compared to a summers day"
for it would only serve unjust to her
Divine
Beauty.
Shakespeare's genius
naïve mind
could not even comprehend it so.

For it be impossible to comprehend
Thine beauty.

- Dorian. C. Major

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