Paramour quest

by Austin   Sep 3, 2014


On the top of the mountain peering over the edge. Emotions erupt like a fountain. Toes hanging over the ledge. The last moments of life i'm shoutin', making my final pledge.
I take the breath from my lungs, and i will speak no more. Take the blood from my veins and I'll drop dead to the floor. But try to take the love from my soul, it's you I'll feel sorry for. The love that I keep stored deep in my soul, is bigger than every bomb dropped in all of the wars. I'll fight til I'm sore and knocked down to all four. I'll yell "I want more!" and proceed to settle the score. It will be a chore, but I'll walk through that door as the blood starts to pour.The pain stings to the core as I let out a roar. Not the pain from the wounds, but for the one i adore. The one carried away like the tide from the shore. For that reason alone I continue to explore. In hopes of one day being able to restore, the passion I've lost for the girl I fell for. There's no way to ignore all the things you've done for this prisoner of war.I'll fight this civil war, to become your guarantor. As I said before about the one I look for, that was pushed away like a wave from the sea floor. I will step to the fore and wage any war against the one preventing me from bringing my love ashore. I will not be responsible for destroying the decor. At the end of this war, my feelings out pour.Today I implore, Will you allow for me becoming your paramour?

By: Austin Lee Boswell

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