Sonnet 7

Indelibly Gripped the Night, just for You

A spectacular flower is like the art in heaven.

Nothing to get enticed, except by its ailes

As a fantastic as a tale

Where irresistible waves often scream

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All nights quivered the dulcet bay,

However, Justin indelibly as blind as I eyed the day

I know how to let you go, still nothing can’t be

As often I vision about you

For sure, you haven’t know

I often wish to be the best as new

Still you had expunged the clouds

Where I can write the tears for you.

Am I so dreadful at your side?

As I trudge on the bay

Just to find you, yet you eyed nothing at me