Sonnet O
Chances Happen Between Us
Written by Ariel Cabasag
Love is like a book
How often I look
Clouds wrench us to breeze
still thy candied hands built a bridge
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Days be a like coffin
Thy storm pulls us to bowfin
Amid the trillion of broken glasses
Storm served as stuff, to pass
Night is like an enticing heaven
Where a romantic story started again
Endless ceiling stood as feelings
Like how thy love gripped as my ring