Through the window of my heart
The view is picturesque
There stands my cherished knight
Wielding a sword that has been blessed
With a soul that burns like fire
Defeating insecurities
That lie waiting on the road
To the treasure of him... And me
With a quest to be as one
But still a separate entity
Because if we merge and tangle
We'd lose the parts that make us free
So I stand and wait just knowing
I hear his song from miles away
And I know that when he reaches me
He will never stray
Cause his word is strong and sacred
To my soul that is so weary
Battling those who claim they've got the stuff
And then turn out to be
A mere peon in comparison
To my knight in shining armor
Once he touches my face and peers in my soul
I'll have no need to look any further
I'll draw the blinds on my hearts window
With the setting of the sun
We'll lie breathless in the love we've made
And our hearts will be as one
N. S. D.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem