Love Is My Sin, And Thy Dear Virtue Hate

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Poem inspired by the title of Shakespeare’s Sonnet 142: “Love Is My Sin, And Thy Dear Virtue Hate.”

Before you instruct me how to sin
in love’s most licentious of ways, know that the moon
observes everything,
my lips imperial red and jaded
when you kiss them forcibly the clouds
above dissipate,
know that night has relished storms far worse than this;
April won’t lament
nor sing inside me for days to come.


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Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads

28 Replies to “Love Is My Sin, And Thy Dear Virtue Hate”

  1. Wow, Sanaa! Sin and romance are definitely your themes. I love the alliteration in β€˜love’s most licentious of ways’ and the voyeur moon observing the forcible kiss that causes clouds to dissipate.

  2. Oh yes, you have identified your recurring theme – which I think all your readers could have done for you, too, with the greatest of ease – but none of us could have employed your signature way with words, which always exemplify and even heighten all the passionate sensuality and intense emotions.

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