Stand with me at the threshold,
That vanquished doorway to my heart-
Vehemently it will absorb you
Draw you in to be a part.
Can't you feel its tidal wave?
Pulling you inward as we kiss-
SH! Don't speak a word,
Let me embrace you with my gentle fingertips.
Love will encompass your spirit,
You'll see in my pondering eyes a light-
As I take you into me-
To drink up the winsome young night.
Absorb the flickering candle stick,
Breathe me in like a vintage wine,
Palpitate each quivering tone
Right here . . . right now. . . sublime.
Conquer your fears embody me!
Feel yourself lose all control-
Serenity unveils you now,
Love's touch melts any doubt or droll.

This is my favorite :-D

SONNET 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

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