A Sonnet to my Senorita

Love wrapped me with its extant wings;
I've decided to leave it not.
Boundlessly out of my heart it springs,
In its circle of magic have I been caught.
Inside my heart its sweet sound rings,
Devoid of it life is naught.
Love forgets not, it always brings
Pleasures that men have sought.

Senorita! Whoever thou art,
Together let's lead a happy life.
Let the love in us not rot.
When we're struck by Cupid's dart
Treasures are rife.
So love me, and leave me not.