The Vow
By: Keith Fuchs
This is not a preference,
Tis a priority.
To maintain the sanctity
and protect her
Incessantly;
A code of chivalry,
An oath of valor.
To sooth her humanity,
With vacant pallor.
To adore with fervor,
With zest in manner.
Upholding the mantra,
Chiseled upon the banner.
To softly clutch her fingers,
Defending her against all that linger.
Any resistance and danger,
Shall be met with a blistering flanger.
This is not an option,
Tis your duty.
To honor thy damsel,
And relish her beauty.
copyright 2013, keith fuchs (all rights reserved)
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