Sonnet 54, Love is Like an Angel

Love is like an angel that comes and goes,
Sweetly flowered of the emotions past;
Summer songs and autumn that can't last,
Everything that in fable memory grows.
What is this but of feelings? A heart only knows,
And rich in every variations contrast,
In all its diversities rooted and grassed,
With songs from your life it sings and borrows.

Swirly Stars fallen from heaven to die,
Into the time of dark they'll sleep away,
With autumn leaves and brownish layered rust;
Like of earth that again will say goodbye,
When colours wither and then go astray,
For all what is love - returns to earth dust.