Reverent love beckoned to me,
Such love with a breath of poetry,
That which is polite in exalting,
And delicate in it's own dealings...
The love with self instinctive refined habits,
Taught to men of small schooling,
Who forgot duty and followed desire,
A quaint way of quenching a fire...
This love that kept me singing,
For reasons unknown through seasons,
Stirred curiosity that could not be denied,
And thus earning itself a reply...
''As constant in it's affection,
As towards a baseless opinion...''
Written for @rumplestiltskin's Killer Poetry Contest
