SONNET 130 by William Shakespeare


For all of you Shakesy fans, fasten your seat belt.

My mistress eyes are nothing lie 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 rosea see i in her cheeks,
And in  some perfumes is there more delight,
Than in the breath that fom 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 godess go;
My mistress when she walks  trends on the ground;
And yet, by heaven, i think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

Fun fact about Shakespeare: He used to be high like all the time. He wrote more than half of his work while high on God knows what.  If i was to go back in time, this is the guy i would like to hangout with.

With love, Eye candy


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