I made another Shakespearian sonnet. This one was inspired by a special someone and is dedicated to her. Hope you like it, critiques would be greatly appreciated. Uncertainties of the heart doth reveal my innermost desires, Yet these uncertainties are mine comfort for something most certain. How folly we assume the attention we most require, When we knowest not how quaint we speak is oft’ pertain. E’ery living thing must grow, until the toll’d dismalness of quietus. How so, then my affections for thee grow yet never fall ill? A question so keen in my mind shan’t prevent us, As to if we e’er be together all in good will? My darling Lovebird, do not take to the air without the winds of love. May we be together, even in the Heavens above.
