Pen to me a lovely write.
Oh, tell me of your favor!
Whisper words onto a page
Of how my lips you'd savor...
Tickle Fate and chance my glance;
I do hope I will see-
Phrases bled to make me weak:
A sonnet writ for me.
Kyle Hamp
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-sonnet-writ-for-me/
