"Sonetto 2"

Here is to you my presence so bright
Our spirits will soon as one imbibe
Beckon the feline wolves of the night
Brighten our darkened boughs so needless to scribe

However may judgment crash upon your mind
Your eyes see softly through cataracts of dew
In their deep brown blue, I picture every stance of kind
You make me realize how much I love you

Please remember when you ever think of me
Whomever you diffuse he to be

(Oh, and happy birthday!)