Odyssée de l'amour

Once upon a time, not so far away,

There was a boy who decided one fine day.

That, it was the time to tell this girl.

Who definitely was the most prettiest in the world.

That he loved her.

He decided to glide over the sands of time,

To express his love in verse and rhyme.

He wanted to give her nothing but the best,

So he vowed to never to be distracted or even take rest.

All because he loved her.

Everyday he would wake up to toil,

He would converse with Keats, he would listen to Boyle.

There was travel to across the earth,

While he tried for a new verse to give birth.

He just wanted to say he loved her.

However, when you’re up against heaven’s most perfect creature,

It’s hard to describe her every feature.

The ways that she talks, and makes your heart skip a beat.

When just being next to her makes your ears begin to heat.

It was so difficult to say it perfectly that he loved her.

He kept searching on his way,

Till his hairs began to grey.

He kept thinking how he would tell this sweet, tender hearted princess,

That because she lived, every day of his was blessed.

You see he really loved her.

Then finally when he was just out oh breath,

Standing next to him stood patiently waiting death.

He decided it was time.

Even if he didn’t have the perfect rhyme.

To tell her that he loved her

So he called up a god from deep below the sea,

To bring him a mirror, in which he saw me.

I recognized him, for what was his purpose to now deceive?

Here stood me of the future with a smile that told me to believe.

That I should tell you now that I love you.