Terence

Sonnet with a Smile

When I’m with her there’s magic in the air -
a speck of stardust falls down from the sky
to wink invitingly within her eye
and we leave for a world that is so rare.
A world where anger turns to happy grins
and lips are sealéd with a loving kiss
while cool is measured by our tongues in bliss
and hot is how our love-making begins.
But some are shocked when we start our role-play.
Huh! Roll your eyes or cry , you think we care?
We’re not embarrassed by what you may say
and never undecided ‘bout the masks we’ll wear -
a prince and she’s my princess for a day -
we're living in sandcastles in the air.

Benny

Great poem....I can't make up my mind if it is about lovers or two children...WAIT...there's not that much difference, is there?

Terence

Ha ha Benny. Love makes you young at heart doesn't it. Thanks.