Bits and Pieces Love Sonnet

The sky is light as a snowy white dove, but all I can remember is a rose. The morning is gorgeous like you belove, all I can remember is colored bows. At night its like as dark as a rock dove, all I can remember is that I chose. I see something on the ground, it's a glove, all I can remember is a kid knows. Im remembering more from that shove, but im scared at what im going to enclose. Getting amnesia is not something I talk of, but as I try to ask who I then close. I try to figure out what to say then I fled, the rose I remembered was bleeding red.