Shakespeare published 154 sonnets in his quarto in 1609. While the initial 126 are addressed to a young man, the final 28 are directed toward an enigmatic woman referred to as the dark lady.
At night you slowly unfurl
releasing your sweet scent
into a dark world
Few have seen you
in full glory invisibly
glowing beneath moons rays
Inexplicably you
thrive with the many
and varied creatures of the night
Into our dreams
you creep and seek
to draw romance into our lives
Your magic surrounds us
your mystery astounds us
until morn you hide away once more
Such a pretty flower. I like how you describe it in your poem.
Ronel visiting for M:
My Languishing TBR: M
Mystifying Muse
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