Ok, I will be the brave one...hee! A modern sonnet I wrote for my now wife in our courting days, while away at chefs school (and trust me, I think it is maudlin):
To kiss the stars of heaven would not be
So sweet as the taste of dew from your lips,
Sister Luna, my perfect opposite.
You complete the circle that is my soul,
And cause my spirit to dance with the Gods.
Although apart, I cannot bring myself
To mourn, for the air we breathe is the same,
And with each breath I take a part of you
Inside me, and give a part of my soul
To you, and so, we are touching always,
And when we move, we are moving as one,
But two, in an eternal dance of love.
Remember ths simple exchange of breath
As our lover's kiss, our eternal bond.