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One Hundred and Fifty-Five Sonnets - 49. Halloween
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Sonnet No. 97
The way you could not hold my gaze confirms
That there is something wrong, but how to guess
Your reticence is the proof that affirms
Your caring for me is under duress.
The sadness that I can see, and the fear;
The way your eyes dart, and your hand takes mine;
Cannot prepare me for what I'll hear,
When you timidly ask, if I am fine.
My fever caused you more stress than I thought,
And in the hollow of your eyes I see
Halfway between hope and fear you are caught,
For without me, you don’t know how you'd be.
Hand in hand; hold my eye and I'll tell you:
Leave you is the one thing I'll never do.
Sonnet No. 98
You paused during the Halloween party,
And with the white face paint not able to hide
Your darkness from the swirl of activity,
You leaned on a doorframe, and wished me by your side.
But for me you should not have spoiled your fun,
Though I know it was for but a moment –
Your sparkling thought bears no comparison
When you can gift me with such a bestowment.
And so you rose and rejoined your group again,
A little bit wiser; a bit relieved,
For the refreshment you crave will be there when
The bare idea of my love is conceived.
Lean on me when you feel the most alone,
And my strength will be there for you to intone.
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