Sonnet 14

Lo! In orient when you are the light Lifts up our love like the greatest mountain And we will live in new-appearing sight With life by all luminary garden Having climbed the dreamy poetic hill Resembling crazily, my youth age Yet be mellifluous your beauty still Attending a diamond of a love page When being from highmost top, with love bar We enjoyed, peeled from the wonderful day Your pearl eyes, suddenly converted are From serendipity, see better way So, be not novaturient, morning or noon My love like a desert unless get soon.