Momentary: A Sonnet

I've seen countless skies begin to linger

Above us as we interlace fingers

His caress moves me to the ground and I

Move to the sound of melodic twilight

I look upon his dimmed though amber eyes

Alone possess oblivious goodbyes

A prickled sense does the grass send to me

Slight breathing makes I open now to see

Dusk begins to settle as I lose touch

As motion apparently seems robust

Still longing to live for one last moment

In time for the buds to maintain the scent

He kisses so sweetly with bitter taste

As I long for so much to never fade

Sonnet #6: Vulnerable Power

Pay close attention to his beating heart

A fragile creation placed in your hands

For what lies, a future seemingly dark

Beautiful girl, not knowing where to stand

This young love, such powerful emotion

Requited in many ways possible

She, overwhelmed by this mad sensation

Left mind-stricken, a state so logical

She looks into his eyes, susceptible

Being constantly pulled by love itself

Afraid to hurt, to be left miserable

A peculiar world, she's perplexed herself

Indecision strikes to the very core

To be lost in love, she awaits much more

As the ladies and gentlemen take their seats

Focusing their attention to the stage

Ending yet another act, so we believe

It is finally time to turn the page

Such theatre holds years of growth and prestige

Shall leave traces of love and bequest

Ties formed, sharing feats, memories

Everlasting bonds and glamorous moments

Dress rehearsals from Spartan lore

Years pass by and scenes replay

Exit stage left, for what lies in store

To far new roads and walks of fame

And so we are given, this time we won't forget

A last, warm round of applause

A standing ovation, once more on set

For the final curtain call