When I was in, I think, tenth grade english, we were told to write a sonnet in the same style as Shakespeare. It had to be in Iambic Pentameter, it had to have all five senses involved, and had to be about love and the like.
Needless to say it was hard to do. Most of the kids in my class didn't come close to correct. If I remember correctly, I was the only one who got it spot on.
So here it is, and it was written about my husband (I've been with him for eight years- '99. We married in 2004. I was 16 1/2, and he was 18. Now I'm 25 and he's 27).

A sonnet to my love

I knew your touch before we ever met
And often heard your voice calling to me.
Dreaming of you would leave my pillow wet
Destiny, it seemed, wanted us to be.

It has been said that fate will have its way
And one sweet day fate thankfully got it.
The taste of your lips on that summer day
Could not have been described by Shakespear's wit.

I look at us now, and we are complete
We share a love that will surpass all time.
Out story is one that no one can beat,
But can our love survive even death's chime?
Our love is the eternal fragrant rose,
The beauty of which no one but us knows.