Notes

n the realm of love, where hearts entwine,
Let me craft a verse, a tale divine.
With words I'll weave, a gentle art,
A poet's journey, from a pure heart.

In pursuit of love, without desire's claim,
I would court you, without seeking personal gain.
For in your presence, a beauty so rare,
I yearn to show affection, devoid of any snare.

With each step taken, in subtle grace,
I'll adorn you path, with kindness I embrace.
A friendship blossoms, as trust takes hold,
For in true connection, love's tale unfolds.

I'll listen to your dreams, your joys, your strife,
Without ulterior motives, to enhance your life.
Your laughter, like music, shall be my delight,
To bring you happiness, throughout the day and night.

With gentle gestures, I'll speak in kind,
Respecting boundaries, your heart to bind.
No expectations placed, no demands or plea,
Just the purest essence of courtship's decree.

For love, my dear, is not a transaction,
But a gentle dance, a soul's attraction.
To court a woman, without hidden aim,
Is to offer solace, in life's intricate game.

So let us wander, hand in hand,
Through love's garden, where dreams expand.
With patience and respect, let time be our guide,
As our connection deepens, side by side.

And should you choose, in your own time,
To reciprocate affection, in a love so sublime,
I'll embrace it gladly, with open arms,
For the essence of love is found in its charms.

But should you not, my heart shall not break,
For courtship, my dear, is not a gamble to take.
It is the gift of selflessness, pure and true,
In courting a woman, without expecting anything from you.