Crossing Heart

Your sanctified benedictions,
The language of honor,
Effects so impassioned on senses
smother me in wonders !
I shall cross my heart today.
You know,
The sweetness you own,
A cherry laurel hides its beauty.
The Moon shining, the
planetoids
outstretched through the nights
sequester themself behind clouds
dampen spirit and sadden.
Everything recedes and distresses.
I write what I can’t truly stack up
Against anything and agree.
Your beauty outrivals thoughts;
the mind flitted though the mysterious
dazes and faints.
I am sent somewhere
Into the main of your
beauty
Copyright: Welkin Siskin