Sonnettics

For Valentine's Day

Every good love story needs a good sonnet. 
This one is for Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce:
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They found each other somewhere in the light
A metaphor that knows just where to look
To see beyond the limits of plain sight
A simple story in love’s storybook 

She sings her songs of love with dulcet voice
A song becomes much more than what she sings
The words of love become a lyric choice 
Like songbirds know the tune of precious things

He must have known true love will know it’s true
It overcomes uncertainty and more
It seems to know precisely what to do
To show the love beyond love’s metaphor 

And now together they are TNT
An acronym for what was meant to be.

They say that Pandæmonium’s design
Was drawn by heaven’s architect as well
A place that was approved by One Divine
The place they call the capital of Hell

From heaven cast, the demons found a place
Where all created demons always dwell
Then suddenly there seemed to be a race
To what they call the capital of Hell

If Pandæmonium begets blank time
Or time becomes a god like me or you
We see the Word become a goddamned Rhyme
As if it all depends on order too

Is all we need from life, a simple song?
The place where Pandæmoniums belong. 

What father leaves his child with a witch?
By Setebos I curse the wretch to hell
The wretch will from humanity unhitch
The wretch becomes a story I must tell

By Setebos we live before we die
To live or die is often quite the same
Each life is but the telling of a lie
A lie which knows that truth is just a game

Play on, play on, we’ll die in wretched time
What father leaves his child with a witch?
By Setebos you recognize the crime
The players come and go; with you they switch

With Sycorax the witch you had your fun
Your Caliban exists in everyone.