Sonnet 1 by Mitch Gundrum Lyrics

It happened on a day just like the Rest,
somewhere between the Winter and the spring.
A feeling that began within my chest,
then overflowed, and took me on the wing.

A shiver unaccompanied by cold,
a burning that had naught to do with heat.
A prophecy that had not been foretold,
a journey untraversable by feet.

A scent that seemed of Roses in full bloom,
a taste like summers’ fruit or winters’ frost.
A sound like silent child within the womb,
a raging sea that has yet to be crossed.

A malady that only God above
can diagnose: I think I’ve fall’n in love.