Sonnet 3: Now is the time. 
Fond image & posterity aren’t everything. Same for dying. Stop Pisces & piscean disdain. Face to face 
Mark self-love as no fond option. Unearned.
Yet thru new windows seeming nearly your 
Own age April will call back another golden time re-forms 
Single light flows, even now 
Fair, prime, all beguiling, living for you, 
Your face, ear, all forms of yours remembered.