love on a wheelchair

Gallantry, the dieing rule.
Set path with distress on lovely nule..
Tears set the  race
Ran  on the platform of any Cheek's pace..

Gallantry, the dieing rule
How she falls in love has no tool
Be it  a piece, fat , blonde or limb found wrong,
Everyone is beautiful just see it when we drunk

Shy, glued to the restriction as fear did fed.
Practice to dawn - and I'll be your audience she said
Islands of thought, plots on his fore memory
He painted her with his emotions, coloured her with truth

Sincerity he carved with
Retouched each edge with honesty on every bit
And teach every tango move on coconut beach..
Its worth diamonds every unpretentious moment spent beside each

In tears the stars listened to his story and all its choice
It layed its windy wrist on his shoulder
It shaded drops of rains and lamented with its thunderous voice
Your silence is great, but your love is louder...

And the sun came laughing again Iike that school bully
Reminding me She beautiful, and am limb shorted
Then again she was coming - gorgeous and I will tell her truely..
Closer she was, my heart drumed faster - again my courage deported..

As in pains he asked himself and his physical flaw..
If she falls for him, could he catch her before she touched the floor?