Feral Devotion

Form: Blues Sonnet

I found her sipping nectar here
Among the honey flowers here
I found her and she drew me near
And as the winter winds hit me
They knocked me down as they hit me
From the ground, it is her I see
Not the face of love but of fate
Upon me smiled the eyes of fate
And I knew then I found my mate
I feel no shame seeking her kiss
Only delight when our lips kiss
For she is my pathway to bliss
As our love dances in the wild
My heart shall beat forever wild

©JG Farmer 2020

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