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One Hundred and Fifty-Five Sonnets - 32. a winking ordinary
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Sonnet No. 63
You are not a romantic person by nature –
So I guess the fifteenth of this month won't
Mean much to you as a simple creature,
So, I'll be nice, even if my crass reasons don't.
To some, half-a-year goes by in a flash,
A winking routine of ordinary –
Drudgery like a slave under the lash –
But for me, it's been quite the contrary.
Six months of tortured bliss and heavenly
Contact with you and your beautiful life
Has brought me joy and torment orderly –
And passion, to stoke my every strife.
If you remember our anniversary,
There will be no happier man than me.
Sonnet No. 64
Like dust settling through a sun-streaked space,
There is a quiet anticipation
Every time from air I conjure your face
To float before me in rapt flirtation.
Sometimes I think there's nothing like a book
To keep pressed a memorial long dead;
That every eye resurrects with a look
What's gone, but worthy enough to be said.
And so your visage comes quite unbidden
To glide and haunt me in my empty room,
But Love to us will not be forbidden
Though our memory will be consigned to doom.
You are every leaf of my book falling,
And your image fills my deepest calling.
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