Oh, thou my lovely boy
My life along ye I enjoy
For no prince can replace my lad
The one that makes me glad
Thou hast the strength of a knight
That all the chivalry glinting bright
But what hast she?
Other than wicked beauty
Thou though a tree of my kind
But such splendor in thee I find
But she though hast the beauty of a lark
Yet in mine heart so dim and dark
But ye my lovely boy
I see a heart so coy
Yet no schemes do impure
In though I find my cure
She like though potent frolic
For some lads a relic
But to me just a ruin
But to me a worthless tin
Methinks she just loves to play
Which after day, flies away
But though my lovely boy
In thine eyes I see endless joy
With though whithersoever I race
Mine eyes startling at thy face
And people think of us as wood
They can never blemish our mood
Ye makest mine life a dream
On which me and thee stream
To mingle and tangle like vine
To frolic and play fair and fine
Oh, thou my lovely boy
My life along ye I enjoy
For no prince can replace ye mine lad
Thou art the one that makes me glad
Even if the universe they award
Ye will still be my lovely lord
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Author notes
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A contest entry
- who you love by Merciful-Manner.
431 points, ended June 7, 2008, 31 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like this great write! keep up the good job bro! and hope things get better for you in teh long run. i know cancer is tough, but keep writing cuz it cleanses the soul!
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thats siss i love you toooo tooooo tooo tooo sooo soo much
ur just a dearrrr im sorry i couldnt chat lately with ya coz of my exams
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Just amazing..
pure passion, love, admiration..
seriously.. wonderful
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thanks for the "private" translation bro
there is really not more you can say about this.. it's amazing, it's perfect! it's just what's needed..
it's great bro
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