If only I could
In this bottle fourteen lines,
Send away to thee;
To be understood,
What words, within these confines,
Only, should they be?
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David Emeron: Sonnets 
I wonder.
What words would they be? I must think on this…
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Words of love’s sonnet perhaps?
Barring all signs of ill mishaps
Or, into life’s cauldron collapse
That puts my words under wraps… ;-)
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By gum! You are a poet! (and probably know it! : )
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