DethBlossem
10-31-2004, 06:11 AM
My French Queen… across the ocean deep…
Dost thou know how deeply imbedded in my soul…
My love for thee is entombed?
Far from reach of coveting demons….
No mortal hands can corporeally touch…
No impious stares… can penetrate …
No weapons would ever do malice…
Try as they may… I shall not allow…
For I would rather be severed in flesh…
Blood spilt in honor of thine name…
Is an oath which gladly I have avowed…
To love you everlastingly… weather affluent or insolvent…
In delightful times and in sorrow…
Effortlessly… my heart is yours…
To have and to hold each eternal tomorrow…
Our souls were wed long… long ago,
A fortress upon a cloud…
I’ve traveled through hell and therein its depths
If but only to glimpse you in the crowd…
None fairer than you in all of this land…
I know this to be the truth…
For many and many a princess hath graced me…
But none to fill that glass shoe…
When first I saw your face…
T’was by that smile which warmed my heart…
Emotion consumed me…
Though this you saw not…
For it hadn’t yet been revealed…
I fell to my knees… in silent tears…
Thanking the gods for their most magnificent creation…
And when first I kissed your velveteen lips…
I tasted divine salvation…
A martyr I am… for you my Queen…
I’d have it no other way…
For you’ve taken the thorns from the Rose of my soul…
And returned to my twilight its day…
A knight I remain… by your side for life…
And all there in between…
Your heart in my palms…
Never to break…
My Religion…
My Love…
My Queen.
© Dethblossem
Dost thou know how deeply imbedded in my soul…
My love for thee is entombed?
Far from reach of coveting demons….
No mortal hands can corporeally touch…
No impious stares… can penetrate …
No weapons would ever do malice…
Try as they may… I shall not allow…
For I would rather be severed in flesh…
Blood spilt in honor of thine name…
Is an oath which gladly I have avowed…
To love you everlastingly… weather affluent or insolvent…
In delightful times and in sorrow…
Effortlessly… my heart is yours…
To have and to hold each eternal tomorrow…
Our souls were wed long… long ago,
A fortress upon a cloud…
I’ve traveled through hell and therein its depths
If but only to glimpse you in the crowd…
None fairer than you in all of this land…
I know this to be the truth…
For many and many a princess hath graced me…
But none to fill that glass shoe…
When first I saw your face…
T’was by that smile which warmed my heart…
Emotion consumed me…
Though this you saw not…
For it hadn’t yet been revealed…
I fell to my knees… in silent tears…
Thanking the gods for their most magnificent creation…
And when first I kissed your velveteen lips…
I tasted divine salvation…
A martyr I am… for you my Queen…
I’d have it no other way…
For you’ve taken the thorns from the Rose of my soul…
And returned to my twilight its day…
A knight I remain… by your side for life…
And all there in between…
Your heart in my palms…
Never to break…
My Religion…
My Love…
My Queen.
© Dethblossem