Dark Knight
Some women wish for a white knight to ride in upon his valiant steed and
sweep them off their feet.To Rescue them from the clutches of the
dragons breath and claw.To bathe them in riches and silks.
But I know a secret about those pristine knights.
A secret well kept and well guarded.
A white knight's heart is full of greed and the need for power, their souls rusted and full of cobwebs while their pockets are heavy with gold. There's no room to care for the weeping women.
A fearsome secret this is indeed.
But I know of a dark knight, a rogue of the midnight sky, sweeping down from the heavens on a dragon who would never be allowed into the place called Dreamland.
He comes not to vanquish the white knights but to swoop down and steal the enchantress.
For this knight too has a secret well kept,and well guarded.
Beneath his nightmarish appearance lays a heart of gold. His only desire, to earn the trust of the lady. He hides it well by chasing her through dreamland and trying to seduce her with laughs and the promise of passionate touches.
But the Enchantress knows the secret of the dark knights soul...how he is pure, so pure that only snow is whiter than his soul, far more gentle than a legion of white knights.
So she doesn't run too hard, or too fast, nor does she hide in impossible places, because the Enchantress...
She, too has a secret, well kept and well guarded.
Around her heart are thorns and walls protecting her most precious treasure, her love, for her one desire is that one day, some knight will come along unafraid to sully his armor and fight for the treasure no matter the wounds that the thorns deliver driven by the lady's fear.
And so the Enchantress waits within her tower...For a dark Knight, her worst nightmare, yet deepest dream.
To come and save her from herself.
Oct 5, 2012
But I know a secret about those pristine knights.
A secret well kept and well guarded.
A white knight's heart is full of greed and the need for power, their souls rusted and full of cobwebs while their pockets are heavy with gold. There's no room to care for the weeping women.
A fearsome secret this is indeed.
But I know of a dark knight, a rogue of the midnight sky, sweeping down from the heavens on a dragon who would never be allowed into the place called Dreamland.
He comes not to vanquish the white knights but to swoop down and steal the enchantress.
For this knight too has a secret well kept,and well guarded.
Beneath his nightmarish appearance lays a heart of gold. His only desire, to earn the trust of the lady. He hides it well by chasing her through dreamland and trying to seduce her with laughs and the promise of passionate touches.
But the Enchantress knows the secret of the dark knights soul...how he is pure, so pure that only snow is whiter than his soul, far more gentle than a legion of white knights.
So she doesn't run too hard, or too fast, nor does she hide in impossible places, because the Enchantress...
She, too has a secret, well kept and well guarded.
Around her heart are thorns and walls protecting her most precious treasure, her love, for her one desire is that one day, some knight will come along unafraid to sully his armor and fight for the treasure no matter the wounds that the thorns deliver driven by the lady's fear.
And so the Enchantress waits within her tower...For a dark Knight, her worst nightmare, yet deepest dream.
To come and save her from herself.
Oct 5, 2012
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