What need you trust aside its grace
when love to you bids
Scowl not at it, least it your space
To reap yields of its seed

Pleasure heaven knows you are mistress
In a lone world of a young lover
But you would my distress
be. Thus from you i shall flee afar

Your posture that has my comfort imprisone
Shall enjoy the comfort of my contempt
And your hallowed field left unploughed by my reasoning
Its flavor shall by worms tempt.

I shall with you be calm and rough
In the absence of love.

The poem is interesting though, its rhyme scheme pleases me more

Merely to test the strenght of my prowess
Down i go accompanied by a quest
My feet slip down the stream of temptous wind
Where she sits lonesom
Perched adorably on a golden stone
Driven by a mission, my temptous desire
That swerve my innards, i forged forward
There still she sits, look not on to me
On to the sky above her eyes settles
And rattling of birds and fishes
Her pretty innocent soul
Studies the world of nature which she is a part

Forward still i go
With no inch of love hitching my heart
It was a folly
A sojourn to the world unknown
I held on pushed by passion
She really was a bell
How awesome she speaks
Her words mindind not to hurt tongue
As down pour, her words on my hearth
Her eyes indigo are of best valvet
Those eyes host garden of roses
That gives assurance of peac
Her starling hair shines like diamond
Her bear breast
Accusinhly points at me
Longing to be cherished, needing care
Like thunderstorm my hearth throb
Grow fondly questing for fondling
All is but a folly
I was lorded by a desire
She is adorably though
Not any desire for her runs in my vein.