Sonnet #1

Is this seat taken?
                     I've got to sit down.
I've been running (all my life) today,
dressed up in the costume of a clown,
spirits drooping like a fallen j(ay
or sparrow).

                you tired look feel like you too
I can read it in your soft brown eyes.

(Did i see a spark of inspiration?
Only for a second, maybe two;
Perception took my senses by surprise.)

I tremble;
             Momentary hesitation
as wanton eyes scramble over petite frame.

Fear abandoned and all pride forsaken,
(my mind's a blank, i can't recall my name)
Cautiously I ask,
                   "Is this heart taken?"

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