Pop Sonnet #3270

When there are more to play in here
The time we spend is best
Because I might now need you near
To cuddle bodies pressed

Into the warmth of knowing her
And all is now to gain
The knowing of the simple cure
And going just to reign

Where we have met the entire goal
Of togetherness as should
She is the type to leave the soul
Better than she could

Where I might see her getting down
And asking for the sake of the town

Pop Sonnet #3271

Back in a few but had a smoke
In the days when I need sleep
To be up half the night for a broke
Never turned to see you keep

And if I go forward in the maze
I will wind up right back here
Because it is slowly as it stays
Into bridges that are dear

Where she made a move and I followed
Her lead into the welcome place
And next time if there are swallowed
Portions in the case

Where we meet up in a few
And I get so close to you

Pop Sonnet #3272

What will happen next you ask
For this fated relational game
And if there were any worn masks
Then life would turn out the same

Next time you have got to make
A crater for the wall approach
And then to finish off the shake
When there are things to coach

That microphone came back on quick
And everyone deserves a shot
And running cameras is a trick
That came to me so hot

When I can look you in the eye
And ask you now to take me try

Pop Sonnet #3273

Just to be able to stop time to see
Whether or not the comfort trips
And if you picked all to be
There are other types of slips

Where I can read into the bag
And take a tone with voices
That never add up when they tag
The only common choices

And if I took a leave too soon
I would still come back
And you have got to press the moon
Into a frightened lack

Of information when it comes to strength
Only you can measure length

Pop Sonnet #3274

Now I am back in the rest
Of favors golden wind
And be among the very best
When you have gone to send

The next few letters never written
Unlike something else you know
That depends on us to sit in
And practice all the things to grow

And looking into this free action
Could have poured out fire sheets
Where there as not enough of traction
To hang on to the seats

Where the ideal meets the journey from
A hundred more will soon have come

Pop Sonnet #3275

Never knew it would be this way
But here we are at this place
And ask back the things from the day
And gets back into the pace

Along with the singing on the musical disc
I have tried a thing or two
And if you ask for any whisk
I could run a race with you

And if the score turns to fade
When there is dust around
To take what is already played
And I just want your sound

To be all that I awaken too
For life shows more than any blue

Pop Sonnet #3276

So now there are a few to go
And I am feeling the small
Of a new type made up flow
That asks to get the call

And makes up for spirits changing form
Above the wasteland steady
And become a type of holy warm
And keep the feeling ready

Where I have gone to belong to fire
And escalate the surface made
When I have used a word so tired
That everything is like played

When I go into to change this verse
I would never ask to rehearse

Pop Sonnet #3277

Got to know I feel for her
In ways I have never felt
And if there are important tours
To get what all is dealt

And I am not even there yet
But it seems to be a bit slow
When I ask you to even set
The way to always show

That I was there with her all night
But when we never slept
That made us feel to just have sight
The one you always kept

And joyful understanding brings
The perfect notes she always sings

Pop Sonnet #3278

And if there is a map in here
We will find the spot
Of the destination steer
Toward what you've got

And ask me for a separate style
And I will call to you
When it always takes some style
To get all the way with new

Types of logic that sharpened your mind
And set you up for a cage
When nothing is still ever the find
With rust and papers wage

To be among the certain of a lot
And knowing when you have been caught

Pop Sonnet #3279

So I press onward down the slope
Sometimes it seems so steep
But if I bring a steady rope
There will positions keep

Up with loving arms
That girl is beyond pretty
And nothing else charms
Quite like her giddy

When we kiss and hold bodies close
Nothing will come between
The fire that arose
And somethings remain unseen

But I will wait upon the woman's choice
That way we can keep the voice