Oh hopeless romantic
Wouldst thou walk for thy love?
Hopeless romantic,
Thou may sayest that thou would live for her,
Yet shalt one die?

Oh hopeless romantic
Wouldst thou kiss her in front of the crowd?
To embarrassed art thou?
Thy mouth speaks openly,
Yet thy heart dont seem to loud!

Romantic
Wouldst thou dine with her in bath?
Bubbles and wine glass
As two da Vinci's of new days age!!!

Romantic
Thou art to a slave
To moribund days as I!!!

Romantic
Get the beam out of thy eye
For thou canst see clearly!!!

Hopeless romantic
Thou may buyeth her roses
Yet does thou pick out its thorns?
Canst handle truth?
Hearts torn?

Romantic,
Wouldst thou give thy other half thy soul?
For she is gold,
And thou art aluminum!!

Still dumbed!

Canst thou see the queen up on high beside thou?

Forgetful hopeless romantic!!

Ludicrously,
I seeketh ones boutique
To put me on mine knees
And beg for satisfactory mercy

Endlessly,
I'm tired
I seeketh desire
Palm shadows dire
In ourn arms I seeketh an artista!

Perilously,
I want to end up in her books
Be her diary loving's of memories
Yet not forgotten!!

Severely,
This vessel's pained
I needeth her gain
A and her liquid to give me fullness

A mirage is all I see!!!

On the corner of main street I sought a taxi
But a chariot approached instead
The seraphim told me...

"Hey handsome poet"
Get on in!!!

I was hesitant to do it,
But what did I have to lose?
As I wasn't waiting for no one anyway!

As a gypsie,
She swayeth me

As a crypt keep
She comforts me

As a dusk brew
I taste her beans

As a city and country stew
She giveth me seed

As a pedal
She drops upon mine porch

As a light
She lights this burnt out torch!!

A princess
Her kept secret prince
Gone amiss

A castle
Of European trench
Three words scribed on tree's

I love thou!!

Where's that one to carve mine name?

Inside that bristle wood,
Where bad turns good
When she is near this carcass

A terrace to hold us in snug
Wherein a kiss shalt be made of love
And loot has no meaning!!

I seeketh to be that blood that drips from her pores,
I seeketh to be the sweat that clings to her..

For amour'

To be?
Or not to be?
A slave who seeketh heavenly aimer!!!

For shalt I dare?

Still waiting in limbos fate!

Tis,
Its in these warm days
That I need warm grace
And a warm face to dilute me to her liking!!

Tis,
Its in these hours
That I seek a flower
One of attire and scent of god!!

Tis,
I'm lost and mobbed!!

Tis,
In this weary room
Ive layed mine tomb
Blackened doom has sealed mine tenure!!

Tis,
Shalt it get better?
If so queen speak up!!

Wherever thou art!!!

Tis,
When I'm sore for one to rub me
For her to plum me
In her jar of temptation!!!
******* explosion to sensation!!

Tis,
When we get hungry
To coalesce
No anger
Nor solid stress

Just bright nakedness!!!

I needeth one to discern me,
An intimate tease,
Wherein laungerie is seduction,
Diradic, no diffident!!!

I seeketh something different!!!

A paw and a footprint as fidelity
Tattoos our portion,
No flouting distortion
No love loss abortion!!!

A juxtapose of hot waxed surreptitious!!!

Synthesis to succumb to,
A queen of mine to run through
Both revered in dialect language!!!

No baggage,
Nor any drainage,
No virulent acute scrutiny!!!!

A grand symphony!