Found Poetry 56

4/28/19

you and I both praise the eternal sun
that can slay us with its beauty
an ornament of force
I could die kissing it
my happy blood a gift

This poem was created from William Shakespeare's collected sonnets. Click here to see a book by Shakespeare.

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