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