Dark Knight
Upon a dapple steed, his goal:
To make his maiden’s pairing whole.
They trod a meadow grassy, bare
Hope wanes he’ll find her slipper there
He is the dark knight of her sole…
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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