As I close my eyes I see your silhouette
Your face is but a secret
Yet in mind and soul we’ve met
Knight from a far and distant place
Tell me how this be but us
Two souls so much in unity
Thus so crazed to see reality
Displayed on a canvas of slate
For thine words flows from thine lips
Like magic into the heart of such a young soulful being
Inspiration from and ancient source
Be it of Druids or Celtic born
Thine soul consumed and by passion scorned
My Knight, be thine ever so true
And let fantasy and dreams grow stronger,
and soulful bliss, a part of you,
for in eternity the poem is born
And words of love by it be sworn
Forever Knight…the lady awaits
the words from thy hearts core...