You spoke of midnight kisses
I speak of those midnight misses;
Those moments when I am tormented
With you; your words, thoughts un-relented;
Night spent with Knights
Men who have not the fight
I have, yet they test my patients
And never; will I relent
My passions for you.
If I can’t prove them mentally and emotionally
May I then, sweet maiden, best him physically?
What shall I do to prove myself ever true
To simply, this one fact –
You and only you!
I am tied to you!
For far more worth than your own pleasures;
Which if I must play game to, I will!
And I will win.
I will have no sin
Of another man’s folly on my hands,
For I dare challenge any man
By any means
When he stands to challenge me a man
Of any means…
And though I am a man of passion and love;
I know how to be mean.
June 12th 2013