his claim

and as the drops fell...compact and wet
the clouds grey and low in the sky set
a piece of music chosen, quite romantic
the choice of it very pedantic.

for it be about a mood created
thoughts in nostalgia insulated
with much dreaminess decorated
and thus the imagination seriously animated.

he be a knight on the door to knock
once over the threshold the passion unlock
a gesture in the sweeping of her frame into his
the acceptance of his claim of her... pure bliss.

RB.