Sonnet i- yours poetically, Phoenix Lovelace d poet.
Whisper me your desires
And I will lay down my needs,
Your love burns within me like Hade's fire,
You are indeed my Achilles heel.
To be with you I will trade paradise for hell,
Will do this only for love sake ;
Without you, paradise and hell,
What difference do both make?
A king exult in his riches and estates,
A mad man exult in his nakedness and insanity,
To be made a king; and not have you, indeed I will change state
I rather be with you and wander like him without integrity.
For if ever paradise is true,
In it, there must be a you.
WRITTEN BY PHOENIX LOVELACE