Sonnet 51, If You Think

If you think love will hold on to you tight,
Notice love is turning around every day;
You may be in places wrongly or right,
Whatever's lost may be coming your way.
It can be hard to catch a burning flame,
Without meaning to give it affirmation;
For the fire never stays exactly the same,
It turns around the horizon like a beacon.

A heart that ticks and ticks is never empty,
It'll burn its flames long into the dark night,
For joy is there to challenge the morning sun;
And every gleaming that is aberrancy,
For fire of feelings has lots of appetite,
That carries adoration more on and on.