It's time for some lovin'

This is my first attempt (and most likely LAST attempt) at love poetry, based on Cyrano OF COURSE.

My admiring eyes lay upon Roxanne,
As she kisses the cheek of another man.
Her lips, so sweet, linger in my mind,
It's love in front of me, that my heart did find.

Disguising myself in the image of beauty
I use my words and his face, to fulfill my duty.
Christian works as my masquerade,
To fall deeper in love, every single day.

Roxanne makes my heart grow weak,
If only I had the courage to speak!
She's cast a love spell upon my soul
Without her gaze, I cease to feel whole.

My cursèd nose sets back my bravery
In turn, I have resorted to slavery.
This allows me to love, but just from afar,
With my pen I create a letter full of heart.

If only my face could represent my love,
I could show Roxanne what I am truly made of.
With my adornements placed upon my soul,
My tortured heart loses all control.

The day will come where I spill the truth,
After her beauty fades past her youth.
I will love Roxanne until the end
One last letter, I must send...






This lack of talent is not for the lack of trying...