Night Without Armour

Night Without Armour

You desire to be
The knight in shining armour
Riding tall
On gallant steed
Banner flying
To save 
The damsel in distress

And after the fray
You bow and she curtsies
And you find yourself
On bended knee
Offering her
Your services

But after all the pomp 
And circumstance
You stand before her
Just a man 
Wielding his sword
And it is she
You desire
On bended knee

A night without armour

Words: ©2017LCR
Image: CCO