I wrote these poems a while back, and while they may not be true sonnets I enjoy them just the same. They were very fun to write, however due to their secretive nature of being sent to my love interests, and seen by no others, they have been hidden until now. But now it has been a while since I have seen any of the women I sent these poems to. So now I wish for critique so that I get better. At writing women poetry.

I was going to post in fan-art, but it's hardly planeshift material.
Sonnet of the sunYes! on this day the rays shine much brighter
Of Eve, thou shines divine beauty past her
Sun bursts forth and frolicks on crimson seas
Pulled by golden chains on Apollo's steed
From sunrise to set with pace reflecting
A race of hoofbeat never deflecting
From path precise since the borne of ages
For eons this contrast shone on sages
Taunting and jeering it's brilliant glory
But always left them with sense imploring
How long in it's glory we've basked; naught known
Dreamers leered upward and yearned to have flown
Closer to a bosom of radiance
To gaze upon maddening countenance
Like those dreamers I stare into thine eyes
With rapt, as luminescent sunlight lies
Reflecting elegant hued ebony
Much like the pitch delved by Persephone
Into hades a land naught kissed by rays
Liberally given which surfaces bathes
This caretaker documents tyrants fall
Stood witness to thousand crumbling walls
But all these events compared; trivial
When your contract to creation came null
The SirenO siren with open ears I accept
--Madness you sing serenely from thine lips
--I implore you not cease while reminisance
----Flows like the soft notes off your crimson tongue
O temptress all the sins of flesh you kept
--You hid surreptitiously in your kiss
--That brings forth floods of your orgasmic bliss.
----Behind facades of innocence now sprung
------For the malicious traps they surely be
------I beg do not ever let me be free
--Once I searched for golden fleece far distance
----Until your glance caught sight from which I see
--That fateful day of dooms own consequence
----That stole my whole heart by love's decree
O crouching panther jet like nights dark garb
--What be your plans with my one lonely heart
--Why won't you be gentle before you part
----Your lips to reveal thine conniving fangs
O soul stealing succubi bleeding barb
--You sink under my flesh and you now carve
--Vicious tears upon my soul show what are
----Endearing affections beside sharp pains.
------Pain I forever turn another cheek
------For this be the golden fleece I once seek
--Maybe it be a taint of madness far
----Beneath my veins and in my blood so sweet
--With your poison that quickly flows with par
----Of all my crimson ready to now meet
Your kiss.
Your song.
Your embrace.
It must be love.
Traditional Poem On Valentine DayWho art thou, angel who stands before us
voice not unlike celestial chorus
skin soft alabaster thou of course must
--be touched by hands of divine providence
Eyes similar hue of Poseidon's seas
crimson hair radiates like Pheonix' creed
of spirit magnificent doves soar free
--blissful gaze reflects on thine countenance
And now on traditional lover's day
Rhyme to capture thine likeness I now lay
a reflection of thine own brilliance; neigh!
--for no mortals words can do thee justice