Sonnet I Poem by Nick Kasparie

A Man of Thoughts

A man of thoughts thought I myself to be
Until you came and shattered my belief;
A plentitude have I to learn and see,
A multitude of lessons and so brief

Is life on Earth that I cannot contain
My curiosities or nosiness,
They drive a passion unable to feign
And all for want of you, I must confess

I doubt you are unwitting of this fact
No need to be reserved, you know it's true
Endowed with many gifts that don't detract
From beauty I can't help but see in you

And so this means I must request of thee
The help from you to make a better me.