Midnight

By: Travis

What is sweeter to roses in Marys garden, other than you? Ye who may bow before thy beauty, such impenetrable grace you have, Such majestic face, round like a pearl in ocean, yet thy beauty may be in peace,

For thou men like me yet kneeled before you, as paladin searching for beauty and yet adventure is beyond my grasp yet you came and enslave my heart. Armed with a sword of unrevealing love that yields between the point of my existent and now your name may I feared,

To lose my love thy heavens deer, what oaths should I take if thy angel is flown away? I will simply end my life with a thorn you bare in my heart, and slash it to my soul.

And then may I burned in hell, for hell is already I see once I lost thy heavens deer, with the entire whip of Satan the flaming sword and the crown of thorns may tear my body so I can see my heavens deer.

For this is what faith I wont ask to God, thy curse I will endure, thy mountains I will climb, oceans I will cross, just to prove my heart is yours my heavens dear.

What gravity is for? If it just let me fall in love to you my heavens deer? What life should I live if you are not with me?

Thy beauty is not a curse for you to bare, but thy beauty is will always remains to you my heavens deer, even that you grow old and tired of loving thy mortal like me,

No more words can describe a thousand feelings that I have for only to that Im truly in love to your beauty thy heavens deer.

For this unusual feeling is what I confess to thy parish priest, then may he rebuke me for thou art I may be posses by a devils angel, and yet I may be thankful for thou devils let me fall in love with you, my heavens deer.

Even the birds will sing and a squirrels in the woods will dance, for thou lovely dance you made my heavens deer,

And no more likely love will I found to any angels in heaven, other than you my heaves deer.

May thy plague in Egypt will come and let us face it with faith my heavens deer,

Let we live to thy curse of love, but we bare no grudge against the world my heavens deer. To you I only swore my oath of love, not to any women for thou shall be a pillar of life that will remind us of yesterday and a beautiful tomorrow.

Then at midnight as we mourn on our love at night, Ill treat you as a fragile glass, I will keep my love for you until the dye of my hair turns into grey,

For I swear to all of the stars in the heavenly sky, that our love will live for all of eternity.

And yet Ill marry you, and keep embedded you at the mantle of my love until we die with our love, my heavens dear.

I will love you more, for this God I swear to you this heavens deer will be wedded at the Gospel of your love.

This I promise you forever and ever.