Love Is a Sour Delight

Love is a sour delight; a sug'red grief A living death; an ever-dying life A breach of Reason's law; a secret thief A sea of tears; ...

Sonnet 8

I live, I Die. I drown and I burn. I shiver with cold and perish with heat. I leap from anguish to delight; from sweet To bitter. No two mom...