Shall I Compare Thee To Love

Shall I compare thee to Love 
Tis like comparing the Gibbous Moon 
To thousands of Suns Above 
Love Herself pales in your bloom 

Shall I Compare Thee to Agape 
Tis like comparing one drop of morning dew 
To the azure blue vastness of the seas 
For what is love without beauty's hue 
But darkness wrapped up in a dream 

Shall I compare thee to amore 
Tis like placing bits of gilded glass 
Next to flawless diamond ore 
Love Herself, makes a desperate pass 
To be the diamond your beauty bore 
Through my eyes, shes wears you at last 

Shall I compare thee to a million hearts 
Singing and bathing in Love's delight 
Tis like comparing mud to renaissance art 
Mona Lisa's smile melted in your sight 
And angels gaze and strum their harps 

Shall I compare thee to love 
Tis like comparing a snowflake to the mighty storm cloud 
For the beauty of Love has its source 
In an unspeakable magnificence such as yours 
And I a poet , am but that snowflake 
Seeking its source...with a heart that aches 
For You....... 

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