Layman's Lyric

Layman’s Lyric I pray you don't perceive me as obtuse. My purpose is not solely to seduce. You could call this as clichéd as it sounds, The love I bear you knows no earthly bounds. Alas, reciting courtly, pretty prose, Is frankly not my forte, heaven knows. Mere mortal am I to your goddess state, I long for your love to become my fate. It's said, albeit not so very well. With fancy phrases I do not excel. I can't write like the witty have before, Just know you touch me to my very core. So, tho' I have not sweet warm words to say, Will you perchance accept my love, today?