Dulcet

Blind from the wisdom of ages
Crumble far from the heart's content
Fluffing rues for a lady's charm
This squire of dames wed his ardent flame

Fealty brings binding warmth
While crushed under an iron heel
Sinking far into this poet's mind
A vivid memory of a chance encounter

Thespian anecdotes mutually connected
In dire encounters and candid affection
Wails the spirit of an urchin heart
The pure entreaties of love combined

A gut for stunts in ticklish instance
Afterglow comes from a righteous deed
Woos fit for a dozen red roses
A survivor may benefit if forbearance tell

When feelings outweigh your just reason
To dictate reverence for love and respect
Hopeful for an absolute usher
To finally make marvels out of your liezel eyes.