Betrayal
I've waited for you many winters,
A face of an angel beheld in my dreams.
Soul that's pure, etched in the flight of my fantasies,
Heart that's noble, too good to be true?
Not to risk in my mind's delirium,
Being left a "damsel in distress" by her window...
Sent my horses away...till they came...
Bringing less than a knight to stay.
Winters do come and go, alas,
I reflect as my sweet child grows,
I betrayed you in flesh but never in heart,
Sitting still by that window...
Someday...tomorrow.
Copyright © Elena Prowell | Year Posted 2008
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