Royal Courting

I painfully await the day

In which I can have you in my arms



There in my arms

Without the slightest pinch

Of awkward folly

Without the fear of harm



I will wait

For the scent of your skin

And wait for your delicate kiss and taste



I will wait upon these wonderful woes

Perhaps you will remain away

Be that as it may



I hope it is not so

As I want you

To be this beacon that ends these wonderful woes

This is for you, my dear lady of the rose



Yes darling, for you.



And oh, I clearly forgot...



Best Wishes,



Lord Keiran