Sonnet I: How do they define the nouns of the heart?
What are you, her male counterpart?
What are you, his comrade, significant other, partner, or lover?
How love stole from chests to the world would daunt
the best detectives for centuries over
the best and the worst centuries.
When the guns and sheriff stars
of the people comment, they reply,
“We have no words.”
To you, dear darling, he has no words,
and the poets have no words.
Love travels in highway seats; the cupid and companion sleeps,
while Astrophil and Stella navigate, and they learn how to speak.
Love cut his and her tongue; the orators are dumb.
How do they define the nouns of the heart?