Sonnets to Katie Elizabeth (11-15 of 173)


Sonnet 5/9/01                                DLXXIX

While heart's desire to thought of your smile seals
My vision, I dare not allow my mind
To dwell on years or distance: My heart feels,
But cannot help being to logic blind.
In dreams I seek, but cannot of you ask
In fairness. Yet, dreams of what may not be
Provide my vision: Only cold facts mask
The light of passion that I long to see.
The hope I find does not on touch depend,
Nor must I see your smile to dreams restore.
Yet, heart would trace your neck, and kisses send,
And dreams cannot the depth of eyes ignore.
Heart gives no guidance, to resolve my fate:
How can I care, and not my fears relate?


Sonnet 7/9/01                                DLXXX

How can I care, and not my fears relate,
That dreams will come to naught? Heart is the prize
Put up by soul: Yet, should I hesitate
To look for heart's desire within your eyes?
Can I my vision of your smile retain
From far away? Your words offer me chance
For dream, and for desire, but years may strain
This hope to touch your heart, and seek romance.
Would it matter, if I should place my dreams
Upon this page? Can I expect for you
To offer more than smile? Yet, that smile seems
To be worth all my dreams, and far more true.
Can I some portion of feelings impart?
Am I a fool, to seek to reach your heart?


Sonnet 7/9/01                                DLXXXI

Am I a fool, to seek to reach your heart
With only written word? I do not know
How to run lines through hair, or let my art
Touch gently on your cheek, and to neck go.
I cannot look in eyes, nor feel your skin,
Nor hear your whispers: Yet, in dreams I hold
You in my arms, and hope to your heart win.
In dreams, you look at me, and I'm not old.
Can I, outside of dream, find vision to
Inspire? Must I abandon hope to find
My heart's desire, and should I only view
Those images I know will be, in mind?
I do not know what dreams' result might be:
I wish that I was close enough to see.


Sonnet 8/9/01                        DLXXXII

How shall I offer you a token of
The worth of dreams? I have not wealth, to pay
True value, yet words alone cannot say
How precious thought is. My dreams are above
Gold or faceted gems, though perhaps weigh
Less than sunlight. What might I do, to show
The power of your smile? How can the glow
Of eyes be captured, or my dreams heart say?
I think of you, and someday hope to share
A sunset. I do not know place, or year,
But dreams are now a part of me. I care
When you frown, and would seek to hold you near
In storm or thunder. Might I in dream dare
To touch your lips, and your sweet whispers hear?


Sonnet 9/9/01                        DLXXXIII

I hold my arms around you, in my mind,
And dream you lean against me. I can feel
The touch of your hair upon face, and find
I cannot hope to my desires conceal.
I hold my dreams of you, and cannot hide
From how your words affect me. Should I send
My heart, to seek your smile, or keep inside
My feelings, and this chance of passion end?
I hold onto my hopes and ignore years
That should my passions cool. Your eyes lend fire
To dreams: Yet, dare I try to face the fears
That you will cease to send words to inspire?
For all I hold, and all that I might say,
You control whether my dreams leave, or stay.