‘Sonnet 3’

“My heart is yours (do whatever you will) break it if it would please you.”

Lit by Jillian J. Estrellado / Art by: Wendell T. Cilot

As fate dictates, the moon rises as the sun sets

A person’s beginning becomes someone else’s end

A flower withers so another can take its place

Fortune frowned on us and Time was never our friend

How did we reach such an understanding,

of a thousand words passed between a glance?

Is it wrong to hope for a happy ending?

Before it even begun it has to end at once.

Even clouds lurk just behind the sunshine

The imperfect shadows this perfect bliss

Though unhindered even by the powers divine

Only ours for a moment, a brief moment to cherish

To find only to lose, the one to promise these words to

“My heart is yours (do whatever you will) break it if it would please you.”