My lovely pet,eyes transfixed upon mine.My heart whispers it's sonnet in hopes that it fall upon your earsYour eyes deep in thought,what strings of conciounsness lay imbedded in your head. Let sentences spill from your thin lips in hushed tones so only thine ears can hear.Lovely dear,I pet your hair from your face,drinking in your haunted beauty.Any rosecompared to you would never much your sweet nector. My hand is yours to hold,my heart for taking.I am open to you like a book eager for a reader.Darling night how you whisper sweet strings of thought into my mind.Weaving thoughts of passion through my conciousness.A knight could'n comepare to you.Your armor impermeable to evils treachery,your courage unmatched.And your wit bestow me, for my innocence reserved for you,and my love hold true to you.Thine heart beat only to you and the sonnet that beats within you.oh what young love weave! Such admiration such sweet promises in hopes to forever keep.But only just,though fate can tragically cut short such a youthful passion
What knight can't protect his maiden from dangers of himself?What knight is worthy of adoring love? He has made it clear,I am not deserving. For my sonnet and promise was not enough to fend off the wretched beasts lurking about. I watch his tears over me,fallen.To what did he deserve such injustice?Love be young and love long lasting,stands true to those he believes.For beyond the other realm my sonnet beats for him.And if love be true to us,he shall hear it The sorrow-filled knight lay his tear drenched face to rest.His poor heart beating, slowly and only enough to let him carry on.When he wished for a token of memorance of his beloved maiden,the soft lull of her heart beat the sonnet of her undying love.Every night before he lay his heavy head,he wishes for her sonnet,her sonnet commeth.Until his dying day, when she lead him to the realm where forever undying,their love shall last..........Forever