Sonnett Vll Poem by Juan Olivarez

Yours are the lips that I desire,
The eyes I long to see.
Two burning coals of Irish fire,
That to my heart hold the key.
The amber hair the olive skin,
The laugh I know so well.
The love I carry deep within,
That holds me in it's spell.
So very long you've held my heart,
Securely in your grasp.
I fell and you had me from the start,
Within your gentle female clasp.
For me, another, there shall never be,
Long past the day, my life does flee.


3/28/13 Alton Texas