I Love You But I Don'T Know Why
I love you but I don’t know why.
I love your lips which seem too thin
for a kind person, your grey-green
deceitful eyes which are too dry
and too unmerciful to cry
for broken hearts. I love your skin
which chilly whiteness is akin
to fallen snow in hot July.
I love your blush when I begin
to talk of the engagement ring
which I allegedly have bought.
I love you but I don’t know why
I love. The only thing that I
don't love is that you love me not.
A modified French sonnet (abba abba bbc Aac)… Hm, wait a sec, that's what I'll call you! A French abc-sonnet :3
Copyright © Kurt Ravidas | Year Posted 2019
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