A knight Of Dreams
The warmth of your touch
Like smoldering embers
On a dark winter night
Creating storms within me
Your first conquest was my heart
Which I surrendered
Without a fight
Foolishly hoping
That you would see,
How far I would go for you
But no, you turn the other way
Denying what you feel
Only in the silence of the night
I drown in obsidian dreams of what could be
The morning light arrives too late, too soon
Becoming my savior and my executioner
My heart, my sword, my very being
Are in your hands
Banish me, I'll leave
Just know, I'll return, I have no choice