Call and Response Sonnets
BY MARISSA MOSES
Throughout the starlit nights gone by
I've sat in wondrance as to why
your chilled response and firey eye
hath strove to prove my love a lie.
I cherish thee and seek to woo
thy every breath, thy every mood.
Your beauty hath bestown my heart
and from this love I cannot part.
I see not why my love you try
to break mine heart and to deny
all that I know you feel inside
in every vein, in every tide
of passion that doth flow with might
as rich as joy, as pure as light.
Resist not, don't let love be meek
eternity is ours to seek.
My ardour is the steadfast moon
that sings to thee a luring tune
of doting love and blissful sin
O, purge thy soul and live again.
Be near the heart that rages now
as swiftly as the gods allow.
My dearest dove do follow me
and if thou cans't I'll follow thee.
Throughout these starlet nights that try
to tempt one hence and lure one night
thou speaks of wondrance and do dare
presume I should I could but care.
Thou claims to cherish all thou sees
but beauty's faire shall one day flee.
Thy love shall leave when spring doth fade
then wilt thou seek another maid.
Speak naught of lust and yearning fire
of shooting stars and hearts desire.
I beg thee, O, how I implore
that thou shalt leave me evermore.
I yearn for peace and solitude
and shall not let thy longing mood
intrude upon my days to come
with doting love thou say'st comes from
a passion that doth flow with might
as everlasting as moonlight.
But this doth change with every tide
of passion that thou feel'st inside.
Do leave me be and let this dove
fly evermore without thy love
and if thou wilt not I shall fade
thy love with sure and sharpened blade.
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