A New Title

the lady wast up their
waiting in the peak of the mountain
requesting a shareth in mine own deep dark
fountain of loveth
in which blood flow’d
in h’r nameth
into mine own heart
wherefore the lady hadst just hath left broken
i don’t knoweth wherefore
yond wast liketh yond
in h’r i hadst some reigneth
fallen, broken just liketh kraken
having the wrath of titans
but still mineth
,i wast hath left apart
i didst did get what i des’rv’d
but still
i doth has’t yond flowing blood
of loveth
yond calleth h’r nameth