I sent you a sonnet

I stole from a woman

Who shared all my fears

You'll never imagine the courage it cost me

To wait out the years

Knowing that time was against ever meeting you



Loving you still for your songs

Trusting the truth of the lyrics

I've learned from you

Wishing on stars and singing on street corners

Hoping that you'd come along



And if you should hear this don't

feel obligations to answer these lines

I'm happy just knowing I've

told you I love you within these poor rhymes



Portuguese sonnets and second hand songwriters 

sending you fan-letter love cannot express 

all the beauty I see in you

Found in your words,

Locked in your songs

are the feelings that I'm singing of.









Words and music:  Kathy Mar



Copyright 2002 Kathy Mar