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