Lady Of Mine Poem by Gerhardus Keen

Oh, had I been born in the time of French Noblemen
When men still defended a Ladies' honour, like real gentlemen
With sword in the hand like a true Musketeer
I would risk my life for you, my lady, my dear

Your radiant beauty outshines Mary Antoinette
And I marvel at your grace when you dance the minuet
Your smile, so beautiful, has rarely been seen
And your eyes, like emeralds, a breathtaking green

I would ask for your hand
In the humblest of ways
And not force an answer
While you ponder for days

For I know when you do
You will forever be true
And that I will too
Return the favour to you

You will be my lady, my lover and my heart
And I will love you wholly and not just in part
We will be together in life and after death
Till eternity we'll be like one soul sharing the same breath

I dream of the moment I'll hold you in my arms
To comfort you and treat you like you deserve
And make you forget the sorrows you have endured and the harms
And to give you a wonderful life to live

© GK1-21-Feb-17