Let thy love be mine

Let thy love be mine

A sonnet

Let thy eyes lend to the man who kneeled,

Let thy ears hear all words he had spoken,

Let thy hands touch the heart need to be healed              ,

Only thy love fixes the hopes that had broken

Be with me my darling for I am true

I will hand you the mountains, hills, and all the flowers bloom

And the sun, stars, moon without argue.

 Bear with me, your future Groom

You will fit in the precious circle I will offer

You will wear the whitest cloth; shining and shimmering               

It will be the start our never-ending forever

But let thy love be given first, I’m begging

So our story will start, will continue, you and I,

And let thy love grow each day, no lie