The Paramour
The Paramour On a high cold gloomy room, Pondering my pending doom, All these time we’ve been through Setting goals to be a part of your crew. I am just an ordinary lad Deeply in love that I might gone mad, Hungering for your lone and sweet “Yes!” I owe you my life, thy damsel in distress. I’m not that guy of desperation A contradictory of your imagination, You can count on my patience, For I’m ready to wait till I drained my sense. On a hot sunny morning, Wherein all are kind and brimming We went together at the city Decided to go for an outburst spree. As we bid farewell at the end of the street You said “Yes!”, now babe you made my life complete From the start I’m a bit sloppy about it Now I want to shout for joy and hug you indeed