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One Hundred and Fifty-Five Sonnets - 30. fused
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Sonnet No. 59
We've heard it before, that love is a game,
But, I will always let you win because
The one thing I fear, that can't be the same,
Will ruin everything Love thinks and Love does.
Like pulling up to the kitchen table
To enjoy a family meal together,
We should seek a relationship that's stable,
And strong enough to last our forever.
You'll win, but chose the game you want to play,
And do not torment the man who loves you,
For there'll never be a question that I'll stay,
But, how happy will we be when you're through?
Winner, loser – what matters in the end,
If it's Victory's loss we must defend.
Sonnet No. 60
From the crucible of our loneliness,
Into two different molds were poured our fate –
You to suffer now; me to alleviate,
And help you every bad feeling depress.
From the same molten sadness we have access,
To the unmixed potentials that await –
To the joy we can anticipate,
As our two halves fuse and become seamless.
So easy comes the time when hand-in-glove
Our traits that are impurities will be
Burned off like slag, and the time we dream of
Will be a golden age for you and me,
Where body-to-body we'll be but love,
And glint valuable to all who can see.
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