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Love Song of the History Nerd

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Looking for a random piece of.. wierd fluff? Here it is!

LOVE SONG OF THE HISTORY FANATIC

By: Shannon
I strolled along, blissfully unaware
-Like Kennedy in his motor parade-
That Cupid, the sniper, awaited.
Love struck me like a U-Boat’s torpedoes,
And sank my heart like the Lusitania.
So here’s my sonnet- no Shakespearean work-
But it is just for you:
Your eyes are the fires of the Inquisition
They glow brighter than Curie’s radium
And your hair is richer than the Gardens of Babylon,
Your smile more golden than a Pharaoh’s tomb.
Your hands in mine would cure my troubles,
Just like Pasteur’s vaccines
Your voice is more powerful to me
Than the Bomb on Hiroshima
Your scent has struck me like the Kaiser’s cannons
And sent me to paradise
The deeper I dug these trenches
The closer you, my conqueror, came.
I tried, like a Russian winter, to freeze you out,
But my heart revolted against my mind
And slaughtered all my excuses
Now all  I can say is:
Love struck me like a U-Boat’s torpedoes,
And sank my heart like the Lusitania.
I can’t give you Tenochtitlan
Or the Sphinx
Or even the Magna Charta
But I’ll give what I can:
I would be more loyal to you
Than the KGB to Stalin
Or Jean D’Arc to France.
My love will last longer than the Pyramids
And will be more beautiful than the Taj Mahal.
So, yeah, I was being strange when I wrote this. Inspired by several days of watching the History Channel and listening to relatives/friends talking about *shudder* relationships *shudder again*
((If anyone actually feels like giving this to someone for a Valentine or something, go right ahead. Just don't say you wrote it!))
I hope you enjoy it!
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SpeedingTurtle312's avatar
I dunno about you, but if someone gave me a charm bracelet with the family crests of all of Henry VIII's wives, I would marry that man in a hot second.

That was a terrible song and I feel like a terrible person for laughing. I am going to use this as a pickup poem someday. Thanks.