People say knights have long died away, <br />But I know of one who is still here today, <br />At birth he was blessed with a silver tongue, <br />To enchant those he loves with words he has spun. <br />When he walks outside, the gold rays shine brighter, <br />And when he graces a room, everyone’s heart does feel lighter. <br />When he smiles his captivating eyes light up with a fire, <br />And his beauty is that which makes artists inspired. <br />I, <br />Was lucky enough to fall in love with this knight, <br />And for a few days I was able to touch a piece of heaven; and I help on oh so tight. <br />But then the very thing, that made him so noble, <br />Was the exact same thing that made him immobile. <br />A heart so pure, it could be made of crystal, <br />But it’s so full of honor that it could light up a pistol. <br />And that; is the very thing that took him away, <br />But it’s also what makes him a knight still to this day. <br />And for this; I love him even more, <br />Even though our love could never fully be explored. <br />He left me with a treasure that I’ll always look back on, <br />With smiles and happiness; the feeling will never truly be gone. <br />I am his Angel, and he is my Knight, <br />And I’m so happy that he did what he felt was right, <br />Because even though I can’t call him mine anymore, <br />We still remain friends, though we closed the past’s door. <br />But at night sometimes the door will occasionally need mending, <br />And in dreams we’ll still be lost in a time full of happily ever endings; <br />Where riding off into the sunset, is a knight; <br />And a girl with wings.<br /><br />angel lockheart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-knight-10/
