sonnet X111

Sonnet X111

(Whispher to me your song)

Are you the words that whispher'd soft and cold?

If yes, then I shall but writ many songs,

Letting words create a stories to hold

Either fiction or not , 'twould be so long.

Each line are breath of hearts and song for love;

Never knows how it start, ne'er knows how it ends,

Cause when heart sounds ..... I question HIM above:

Are this the setting so long my life Bends?

Now if yes,, then I shall love with no bound.

Did HE make a twist out of the song I made?

And if yes, i'll wait 'til our chorus sound----

Resound o'er start and wish that end will fade

....Now, if this song hath disprove me; I shall

....But ne'er writ anymore or love at all.....