  | Extended Sonnet Number One (Will Echoed) Love, forebear allowing me to outlive thy grace. As it shines before me, I know radiance brings life, continues to give so long as thy heart continues to glow. As petals drift from the flower, my time passes in expectation of thine own. Yet deprived of thy life-giving love I count friendships, count loves, count all time alone. Thrust off this heavy, mortal cloak I bear, allowing spirit uncoiled to ascend, gazing down o’er thy heavenly share with eyes knowing all and all that transcends. Yet let not life above prove false in deed, pulling down death’s darkness that cloaks the day into a murky loveless sea. My need for you outlives, out-loves the heavens’ play. So forebear allowing me to deny, as it shines before me, your loving grace. A hollow heart would arc the endless sky seeking only to glimpse your love, your face. T’were a burden upon this earth-bound place and my time upon it an empty space. -- William Martin |
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