The bright, shining star guiding me
Through good days and bad, for better or worse
She shall be the one I follow, ever faithful
A beauty that I might finally grasp

Her, a beacon, ever burning
A light, a hope, amidst a hopeless sea
To the one I hold dear I now doth give
My love, my heart, and mine own self

Let all of the gods of the heavens
Bear witness to this oath of fidelity
For I now give myself unto you, Anais
That I might love you 'til time's own end

Yours Truly,
  Luke Cadmus

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Sorry it's late I'm just here to check my male. I hope you have a lovely night XX,


The Slavers Defeat
A storm blew in from the western isles,
As the stars shone bright upon the sea,
Our ship was broken on the rocks,
When fate parted my love from me.


Upon rough rocks then she was found,
By slavers hands with sword and gun,
Upon their wagon she was bound,
Not free to walk beneath the sun.


Carried was I then by the tide,
On broken raft of splintered boards,
On waves and foam ‘my love’ I cried,
And then on shore saw slavers’ hoards.


My heart beat raced then at your sight,
Through foam and waves to shore I fought,
Up jagged rocks and clay did fight,
My sword then shone all in day light.


The first mans head off clean was cut,
The seconds’ heart was pierced through,
The third man thrown onto the waves,
As I called out my love for you.


But tide and time were not on my side,
As your wagon drew away from view,
As I gave chase I saw you bound,
And slavers hands moved over you.


The dead mans horse I mounted there,
And followed on some way behind,
As night time fell I drew in close,
In darkness stalked my love to find.


I heard your crying close at hand,
From slavers camp upon the hill,
I crept up close all in moonlight,
And each of them did cruelly kill.


I took you then and cut your bonds,
And carried you far from that place,
Lightning flashed far over head,
And we descended into grace.



The Inconstant Lover
There, once was a young man from Bantry,
Who hitched up your skirt in the pantry,
He read you rude lyrics,
As he held on to your hips,
And came bucket loads in your gantry!


You met again the very next Monday,
And didn’t stop screwing till Sunday,
He spanked you so nicely,
And licked you precisely,
And said it was his very best lay!


And then one night he didn’t cum over,
He’d boarded a ship bound for Dover,
So you hunted him down,
And fixed him with a frown,
And kicked his balls over and over!



The Green Fields Of France
The sun it shall rise on the green fields of France,
And we’ll lie together as the red poppies dance,
Together we’ll walk through this sweet by and by,
All as the sun makes its way through the sky.


Through the meadows and valleys that stand beneath sun,
To the forests of night where the nightingale run,
To the mountains of Mourn that sweep down to the sea,
I’ll carry my sweet love and hold her to me.


In the gardens of time we forever may lay,
On old Avolon isle were the kings once did stray,
I will fight for my true love with sword in my hand,
With fire in my heart I will make my last stand.


So the sun now it sets on the green fields of France,
There’s a warm summer breeze makes the red poppies dance,
And so we’ll dance together now all through the night,
Beneath moon and stars my eyes you delight.

as the elder son of a distant land,              my kingdom taken from my farthers hand,               my castle now stands in my minds eye,             for from these shaws i had to fly,              across that main i had to go,                    through rain and wind through storm and snow,         now 'neath green canopy i dream,               the cruels cry, the banshees scream,              as i awaken from this fright,                 i spy you dancing by moonlight,                 your voice rings out between the trees,             your perfume caryed on the beaze,              now in my arms all night you lay,                 and walk beside me all the day,                my castle now in my minds eye,                  together homeward we will fly. 

So lovely...