Sonnet P

  Often Loving You

  Written by Ariel Cabasag

  Holding thy book like a bee

  Under the sun I drenched at sea

  The world makes me a ring

  Had elegantly fled how I sing

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  Had beguiling lines enticed thou arms

  Crossed the lines, bridge us onto crystal sun

  Wherever you decried the pounds

  The autumn thy enticing eyes

  Till irresistible feeling flies

  A lovely arm often alarms

  Forever and ever, you're mine

  King of sun rounded the may

  Like how roses clipped at me

  No ever feelings ran on the waves

  Except thy cloying heaven behaves