Sonnet - 54 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

To Love's Better Love forever be Real
And Fare my Chances for your Taste I Wish
Where Arrows do Fling as One I would Steal
Then Stab my own Sprinkles bleeding in Spritz
This Bleeding redeemed for one's Sacrifice
Like ascribe to some Noble Knights endure;
Hamper their Visors succumb to their Vice
That by Noon wash their Manly Shells be Pure
Now Clarabelles and Damiens display,
Root-out their Pockets with Comb-bells pursue
Will Magic my Sentiment ever forelay;
Thought by Firm Content your Live Grin imbue.
All which I own save my False Self discard
Offer such Happiness be your Reward.