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This is a remix of Shakespeare’s Sonnet 14. All but 6 lines are mine; the first 4 and last 2 are Shakespeare's.

Starry Eyed

Imageby Ron Barton29 Jan 2014

Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck;
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
And, constant stars, in them I read such art
As truth and beauty shall together thrive…

Sometimes I look into your eyes
and that is all I find,
just eyes.
And sometimes I look into the stars
and that is all they are,
just stars.
But sometimes
when I look into your eyes
I see the twinkle
of a thousand stars,
a galaxy of perfection
with a backdrop of the deepest blue;
the deepest hue;
you.
You are not my world
(the world is not enough)
and this is not a reference
to some James Bond-esque villainy;
the only tyranny here
is that I don’t have the words to say
how much you mean to me.
But I try,
and sometimes I stumble.
I mumble mixed metaphors
but as I fumble through these things
I watch you smile,
not out of pity for the poor boy
who can’t express himself
but out of gratitude
for the mere fact that I’m trying.
Truth be told
we’re dying
a day at a time
and the only way you can be forever mine
is through the immortality of birth
and so I beg you to bed with me,
to give yourself completely…

Or else of thee this I prognosticate:
Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date.