My Beautiful Knight

The cold wind moved across my skin
Shivering, I let the tears fall.
The white full moon filled my view
And I was left breathless.

Up the hill and past the well
A figure draped in darkness moved
Forward on a stead of purest night.
My heart was left aching.

Clouds covered the white full moon
Shadowing the face of the living darkness
Before me, the figure stopped
Wind picked up, my tears stopped.

Beauty; eyes filled with a time beyond.
Here a knight sat with unbridled courage
And within him, a heart of ice
My beating heart, my fainting soul.

What thoughts race through my knights mind?
How many souls has his sword released?
His life has seen too many years
I am lost to him before I meet him.

His time with me has come and gone.
He's carried away by the wind.
Astride his stead, his sword at the ready.
My Knight moves west into the unknown.

And I am left behind like a forgotten wind
He doesn't turn around to catch one last glance.
My tears flow once again, but this time
Its to a love that was never meant to be
To a figure of the night, of the darkness
Of a world I am never meant to join.