A Sonnet for Annabella

Feelings I have for you are true.
Truth be found in these things the most.
It's all for feelings, all we do,
But it’s for one we always toast.

The one I feel when we touch lips,
Is the truest feeling above.
Tis the same grace of your sweet hips.
The feeling spoke about is love.

Of all the loves on this small world,
Yours is surely the truest one.
Like a flower in spring unfurls,
Warm, wet. Comparable to none.

And so is the feeling I feel.
I can't find the words to relay.
But you must know I know it's real.
No words more important to say.

Only you make me act like this.
I love you,...now give me a kiss.

I actually spoke this sonnet to a beautiful woman on a balcony. She kissed me.