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Night of Knights

As the dark night falls and the early morning birds are waking
I ride, with every sure intent of finding what I am searching for.
My lady, o' the sweetest pure breath of life
that which my own self cannot survive without.
She is mine.

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  • ShelleyA gold member
    March 1, 2008
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    [45 words exactly]Nice title. A good write. Good flow and tone. Nice imagery. Lovely depth of feeling. Nice descriptives. Good word choice, nice alliteration and assonance. You express the rider's love for his lady well in this piece. Thank you for your entry.