How I long to see your face
That intoxicating loveliness
Which brings such exhilaration
Enrapturing this heart.
You make the absent spring bloom
With rich resplendent colours
Rich memories of a woodland secret place
Safe from Autumn's cold embrace.
Oh, see how my contented Muse
Does linger with sweet fancy
With grandeur of noble purpose
Composing this sonnet
Showing dedication and desire
For me to ever languish in your love.
Colin Ian Jeffery
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-face-11/
