Erotic Friday: Sexy Sonnets

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Hey ho!  Here’s today’s offerings. This is one of my favs because I can actually imagine someone telling their love this sonnet; caressing their faces and looking deep into their eyes.  Anywhoo, have a good one.

F. M. Laster

“I only like two kinds of men, domestic and imported.” -Mae West

Sonnet 104

To me, fair friend, you never can be old,

For as you were when first your eye I eyed,

Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold

Have from the forests shook three summers’ pride,

Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned

In process of the seasons have I seen,

Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned,

Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.

Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial hand,

Steal from his figure and no pace perceived;

So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand,

Hath motion and mine eye may be deceived;

For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred:

Ere you were born was beauty’s summer dead.

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