Loquaciously I Ask

Captain Cur, I should choose the outcast knight if I would have my choice, he would make a wholesome sight when mounted on his horse; enchantresses charm his head with soft seductive voice then lie waiting in his bed to rip his armor off. I might choose his fallen grace a bishop less his robe I should stare more at his face than what he has exposed. Should I look when he turns round he's bending down to pray is that a smile or a frown it's really hard to say. Impregnable castle a steep faced rhyming ruse I then a loyal vassal or a seductive muse? I would batten down it's strength secure it's iron gate then take pleasure in the length the Captain takes his break. How you dream my tricky pawn to steal away the light, how you plead and how you fawn to sleep with me at night. I will write you no more rhymes the promise that I cast have you drunk that daisy wine loquaciously I ask? Mon amant de la mer, I have swore a solemn oath to fend you from my mind though you constantly provoke awaiting my reply. What is it you need to hear; 'I'll love you throughout time' with what subtlety you coax my words will not deny. Loquacious