A sonnet I wrote for my current boyfriend. He’s someone who, for the first time, I can wholeheartedly trust that we will last for the rest of our lifetimes. I will admit, this one does come off more as an erotic/horror, narrative poem, rather than an actual sonnet, but I do like how it turned out, regardless, and my boyfriend likes it too!
Under the crimson moonlight deep within
the forest’s hallowed grounds, two beasts tangled
and danced in vicious, bloody sport. Their kin
canine and feline – opposites strangled.
And lo! These weres would fight for only play –
they bond and understand each other through
animalistic, passionate display.
Their aura turned a purple, greenish hue.
And in the afterglow – with course fur stained
in iron blood and muscles ached and bruised –
the fox and tiger coupled their contained
bestial spirits they do not abuse.
Almost two years later, they built a trust
unbreaking – never becoming red rust.