Sonnet 3

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I could declare my love to you all night.

No day would leave before I had confessed

This passion I, not with all strength and might,

Relinquish could in hand in heart in breast.

Yet a dichotomy I do endure:

To love you greater than myself seems odd.

Myself deny for this desire pure:

To love you as intended by my God.

For who am I that I should love or be

Loved by another like yourself so true?

Content am I to accept what I see-

The love I find abundantly in you.

Let lovers’ selves deny and learn the cost.

For if you die, all heart in me is lost.

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