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Click here(an acrostic Sonnet)
My Ange can set a fallow heart to tunes,
Yet neither eye nor ear it has for dance,
But in the light of her blue smile perchance
A pit to pat befits a song it croons.
Beat jazz, it's known, alights her tethered soul
Ere I can taste the rythmic, lightning bolt,
She leaps a thousand sighs to find the jolt -
A magic vibe to reach her wanted goal.
Where mind and heart know not which road to take
Our Princess' words make birds with flawless grace.
Now, we who listen soar to keep the pace
Down roads to follow dreams from Ange's wake.
Each one must choose a muse whose work inspires
Rich Ange's song may sooth my base desires.
This is good sonnet queen. I wish I could write a sonnet, but I'm just not a sonnet woman. This is a perfect little line: Down roads to follow dreams from Ange's wake.