My Knight In Knock-Off Chainmail
She is a suit stretched over broken bones;
Fading golden locks breach cracking quiet lips-
You light a candle by her frozen soul
And quench her thirsty heart with tiny sips
You hold her shaking hand with gentle strength
You brush her blood-rushed cheek with tender
You make a promise you are here to stay
You make a promise you will mend her
She has gathered every drop of love you've shed
She has mustered every ounce of strength for you
You wipe the drizzling rain falling from her eyes
And she lights the candle when you're shiv'ring blue
She holds you close to feel the warmth she knows
She listens for your steady sleeping heart
You shiver as your dreams drift icy cold
Of Siren's songs that whisper love's depart
So you awake beside a crackling fire burning bright
She begs of you to melt the hard'ning frozen wall
And as you follow Siren's wails to let her go,
She finds a droplet's not a promise after all
Copyright © Dana Smith | Year Posted 2016
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