Incomplete Entity (Sonnet)

My lover for her flows like blood when I'm Cut To see her my heart pounds as blacksmith's work For her i'd givit'll up and live in a hut I would howl like a wolf to see her smirk Why must she for'vr deny my love for her She knows not what she can pertain with me I have all but I remain singular She could have it all but too blind to see I will gift her with the moon for her love I desire the mutual feeling Of m' oth'r half as a single turtledove Maybe she just don't find me appealing My strong love will continue forever She is missing out and not to clever