Hmmmm. You know what i'm not scared any more to say these three meaningful words. Here it goes. get ready for this will be the first of many times i will say it . I LOVE YOU. Wow that wasn't so hard, but i wonder if i'll hold up to showing you this.LOL. I probably won't . BUt believe me there will be one day i will tell you. Probably on the least day you expect it. Well this poem sounds like im being mistreated, but truly it is i who turn your ,love into a mistreating force. But the last sentence is true just remember that.Listen. Can you hear it??? Let my virtuous hand guide you. Fulfill your key to nature. Activate your voluptuous animalistic instincts.
Now are you unclouded by realism??? Pay no head to the melancholy noise fueled by the freeway of technology. Go deeper. Penetrate this land of dreams. Can you see me??? Are my enticing energies flowing through you??? Do you see what i see???
Ohhhhhhhhhh fair mistress. Do you see all of my love being butchered by hate??? Are you scared??? Quit staring down the right hand path of this plain. For i wish not to show you my sadden side. Turn your vision to that of the left hand path. The untrodden path. My righteous path. What do you see???
Nothing you say !!! All to true , but look now. No, not with your self-blinding eyes , but with your just, entrancing heart. Has your vision returned in a blink of the eye??? Have you been transported to your shrine, your palace??? HERE IT IS!!! The ever so tempting dream i wish could be!!!
My Queen look at you so magnificently propped up on your throne. With all the pretty suitors lusting after you. A palace full of merit and virtue the likes of which no one has ever seen. An army of fools to follow your every command. And there stands I. No not as your humble, steadfast knight that upholds your name and honor with out a cause to. Though in heart and soul i am.
Instead the cruel gods have punished me to a life of a foolish jester. A toy for you to fiddle with at times you see fit. A dog for you to beat upon with closed fist. A tool for you to amuse your self with .A mockery of all that i wish to be. Though i am a dolt for living this way. Truly and most dearly will i grasp this post. For the most miserable life with you is a thousand times more gratifying then a life with out you