Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Caribbean Queen

When I was a young lusty lad,

And always had girls on my mind,

On the island of Trinidad,

A beachcomber, I hoped to find

That special girl who I'd dream of.

And then there came that that wondrous day

When I found you, my perfect love.

Yearn for you would not go away,

But I did not know how to start

Making you more than just pretend.

What if you really broke my heart

Into pieces to never mend?

My Caribbean Queen you be,

This peasant's dream of royalty.