I Bid You Ado Poem by Ardimus Caldwell

I bid you ado fair lady
good bye
good bye
thy ears have fallen
to the tounge that has no control
over what rolls out
thy heart of mine is quiet and weak
and easy to fool
no longer should thy be fooled
or quiet
or weak
no longer should thy laugh and smile
when covered in darkness
no longer should thy be the back up
no longer writing about past lust
no longer thy eye's be graced by your site
nothing more than remaining ashes on
I live within my paradise with nothing but before
there in front of me
breeze comes by
I take my leave
I bid you ado fair lady
good bye
good bye
I bid you ado