Handsome
Fornication is
another detestful
sin of the soul,
and I resist it because
of someone's else
deserved happiness...
They call me handsome,
and that compliment
doesn't flatter me,
despite its sincerity;
I could be the guy they seek
and long to hold ...
my looks don't deceive anyone,
because I'm pretty outspoken!
They all call me handsome,
the real man of their dreams...
if only one could convince me;
my intentions are clear,
and I don't intend to interfere,
or cause anybody
a single heartbreak...
'till reality forces them to forsake!
I'd rather stay faithful to my darling,
trust her when I'm out-at-sea sailing;
and I find more pleasure in one,
worthy of being loved...than
making up exscuses and lies
and pay the ultimate prize!
The victory will be mine...
fidelity will win me a crown;
and passion will be something wild:
a flame declaring the truest love around!
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