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My Knight In Shining Armor
Riding high upon his white Stardust. And suited to a tee in his shining armor. Swiftly he passes me and leaves me breathless. Bearing his straight pearls and his hazel eyes. My heart stops, hoping he rescues me. Stuck in the dungeons of lust and desire. I tear at the wall to break free from the chains that hold me captive. Darkness lurks from every corner, but my fire brightens the room. Again my dream knight rides his Stardust. I reach for him, but his helmet blinds his eyes. His masculine scent itches my nose. Yet the thought of him sends chill through my spine. Must I again spend another dark night In the maze of chastity? My knight come to my rescue Take me into your brightness Unbind my love! Tears of sorrow and desperation falls onto my bosom. I can hear and see my knight But I'm not even a figment of his imagination I sleep... Behold I feel chills. I awake A presence shadow hovering above me. My knight has come to my aid. Standing in my presence The gleam of his pearls. The masculine scent of his skin. Am I dreaming? Oh he has touched me ever so sweetly. In a swift, soothing, loving way He picked me up and sat me on his Stardust. And into the night we raced.
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