Author's note: A sequel to Love Poem.
Sonnet... hrm... 49 sound good?
As you have said, you hate sappy love poems
So I will not write such a poem to you.
However, into that field I may roam --
Zest have I in telling great things you do.
And as worship is not this poem's purpose
Nor is this to invent your romance thoughts,
A simple ode is most fitting for this:
I, thinking for you, turn my heart to knots.
Maverick am I still from your wondrous love,
Yet perhaps such love is not meant for me.
Direct is that romance from heav'n above,
Ending all sorrow the striked might foresee.
And if only one thought from this you comb,
Remember, this was not a sappy poem.