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One Hundred and Fifty-Five Sonnets - 6. glorious
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Sonnet No. 11
Bobbing along the rays, your summer commends,
Like a hand raised to the currents of air,
That laughter and jokes among you and your friends
Will shake off inclement weather for fair.
Riding so, if in your fun's tumult,
A wayward grin should happen to slip –
An enigmatic; an inscrutable bolt;
A little gesture that plays on your lip –
Then your friends will see, but they won't know why.
The deep-rooted genesis of your smile
Frees your hand from the open car to fly
So your thoughts can be with me awhile.
Revel in the face of all that sunshine,
And make the summer jealous you are mine.
Sonnet No. 12
Hopelessly I take what little you give,
And like the needle of a balance scale,
Shift between the calm and provocative –
But then, you're under me in stunning detail.
Your whole body in motion – a ballet
Racked and contorted in pain and pleasure –
Your closed eyes open on mine, as if to say:
"Your love's more to me than I can endure."
So then, in that movingly simple thought,
My wrong doubts vanish and I am returned
To the equal poise tween which I am caught –
Half way mad, feeling half-way loved and spurned.
But later, rest with all my love your pillow,
And I will weigh me out in your pleasure's glow.
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