Aisa Radoncic
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Sonnet
Shall I compare thee to a sunny sky?
No, thy eyes art bluer and more lovely
I shall dread the day we must say goodbye
For when I see you, my heart gets achy
When I look at that face, as white as clouds
Thy cheeks are as rosey as the sunset
I can spot that heavenly face in crowds
Size is pointless, no need for a corset
All thy makeup does is mask your beauty
I don’t need anything but that warm smile
Oh my honey, you are such a cutie
For thee I’d walk way more than a mile
Don't worry baby, when push comes to shove
Thou shall be the one I will always love!
Thou shall be the one I will always love!