"Noble Chivalry"
I see her aesthetic reflection in every mirror
With the passing days the closer the attraction grows nearer
And yet with every word and every kindly letter
I always believe she deserves so much better
Why is there an attraction to the mess that is me?
Perhaps there are waters that run deeper than I can see
I resemble a fine-tuned piano without the keys
Or maybe a rusted violin without the strings
And while I always appear to be shredding at the seams
None of this matters in her mind apparently
I resemble a beautifully wrapped gift without the bow
Or perhaps a kiss between lovers without the mistletoe
And although the blood in my veins may feel like thirty below
Her love upon me she still has bestowed
I'm a carefully carved cross that was hung upside down
I'm a flourishing city abandoned into a ghost town
And although the weight of my problems may cause me to drown
She still chooses to turn my frown back around
And late night under the milky white moon
While she is sleeping soundly in her room
The fireflies are lighting up the most beautiful tune
While I am resisting the urge to exhibit self abuse
For if I am to bleed it would be in her merit
To die nobly in her arms is a fate I would inherit
To fight adversity with fortitude is an image I'd like to depict
To cause pain onto her enemies is what I'd like to inflict
I will defend my love with thy honor and grace
For I see her smile with every punch I take
For all the pain I'd embrace and every bone I'd strain
Would all be worth it in the end to see her face again
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