A Welsh guard.
Intentions of conquering the unknown,
Within the melodies laughing in my heart,
Holding my hand,
Unlike you did with the others.
Instead, you found me nestled in your arms;
A proclamation of love; in that bearskin hat.
It wasn’t too hard to love you properly.
Finding myself shine in the gleam of a smile,
Where I discovered you in the dark
In the depths of innocence,
I was dressed like Paddington Bear
There was no denying you in that uniform,
Realising running was not an option.
That is when we knew the truth;
When discovery leaves you trembling
In that moment;
When this heart shall never belong
And when there are moments,
You just cannot put into words.