By sinneD
Date: 17 June 1999

sonnet(Emails)

short notes I send electronically
you said are like chocolates in a jar
sweet, I say, how you so easily
refered to them for what they really are

I'm glad they touch your heart in such a way
like sweet confections caress your taste buds
for writing them, (a routine everyday),
I send to you chocolates fit for gods

goddess you are, in beauty and in brains
in grace and elegance, tis true, tis true,
don't argue now, this fact alone remains,
to me "perfect" only applies to you

your jar of Hersheys will run out with time;
forget this not, forever's in this rhyme.