Sonnet 12-1

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Sometimes I feel in disarray by you,

When, in my dreams, you tease my heart, I wake,

Your image makes me wonder if you’re true,

Bitter goodbyes when my alarm does shake,

My love I wish to hear your name so clear,

Know if you are who you appear to be,

Or see that face that I do hold so dear,

To know when your love will belong to me,

You tease my breaking heart each passing year,

You are the one who looms over my mind,

Sometimes I feel as if you’re getting near,

And when you do I wish our fates align,

This is an ode to someone I don’t know,

Who in his hand carries my heart in tow.

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