159 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

Here be a King and his wandering Reign
Joined bands with Sooth in his terms Celebrate
Why with his Hands his Chastiefol would Feign
And trade for a Smile his Lady's rebate.
Ah, that Scene where their Lips' Heart's puckered Share,
Too much for Leeches to witness it True
But I as wandering the Lover beware
Invest my Smiles on such good-formed Review.
Though should I feel my Heart's True Admit,
Feelings as quaken as a Lemming's forth,
Release, then walk my Sanity imbue
Knowing how much what his Life means his Worth.
That Solemn Boy as soon his Wings harvest
Knows full too well his Destiny's at Best.