I've only one mouth in my face. <br />Don't you have many mouths in your body? <br />One at top and the other in bottom. <br />And the rest of are all in your belly. <br />When my mouth kisses your mouths. <br />You starts to sound <br />And if my fingers are in good rhythm <br />You start to sing. <br />Because you are my long fife and not my wife. <br />I'm the fifer, rife in strife, with my wife, <br />And she is not now in my fief. <br />Tonight our notes can connect together <br />In a fine tone to intone a tune. <br />A sonnet of fervour for my wife.<br /><br />VIPINS PUTHOORAN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-sonnet-of-fervour/
