Sonnet

She shines within the brightness of a sun

Without a lie I see her in the dark

Her eye makes me wonder if time begun

Her nose stands high, it will never debark

I have ate the best desserts in life, but

Sugar is nothing compared to her lips

Love her, then become a cigarette butt

Like those goddess, you’ll never have a grip

She’s like Satan you would not believe me

You would be surprised by eating apples

Her love is fake, for sure she stings like bees

Feelings lead you to funeral chapels

Still I follow her lead, not the feelings

I have been attracted by my instincts