O, There Art No Name

A woman's heart dost seem to fall for the bard
'Tis not so much the content of the verse as it is the gesture
Yet gesture's form does bear merit more so
Who amongst thee will approach bearing verse?
Not of idle rhyme
Per chance be of curious glorious nature
Will thou delve deeper than surface whilst allowing the same?
Can’st thou set aside judgment as it is thy bar?
All in all, judgment in true form shall not need pardon
Be it ever so fair
Ever so humbly, I submit!          
O come thee, I pray you
My chamber door lies rightly ajar - 9/27/06