Sonnet 519 My love was standing right in front of me With lots of curl and locks of soft dark brown Standing right there, so close I couldn’t see You are my king so you shall wear a crown Look at this, we have found a perfect match Smell and see the goodness of the kitchen Cookies I bake for you, twelve in a batch All of the guys you know, are still wishin’ They had a wife to clean and do cooking So as we patiently wait to be wed And to think that we could still be looking It is lovely that I make the bed We hope to make it and we hope to try To love one another until we die