~Author's Notes~
I've always loved Shakespeare's Sonnet 18. And for a while, I've wanted to rewrite it. Below, you'll find the sonnet as written by one Severus Snape to his lady love. Enjoy and please review!
Sonnet 394
Shall I compare thee to a potion's brew?
Thou art more spirited in thy temperament:
Rough hands do stir the elements anew,
And simmering heat hath all too short a limit:
Sometimes too hot the fire beneath thee shines,
And often is thy brilliance untended;
And every passion sometimes resides,
By chance, or brewers changing mind, amended;
But thy shimmer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of the beauty thou hast;
Nor shall bitterness within you reside,
When in everlasting sweetness thou grow'st;
So long as man can love, and eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.