By Damien Knight
Where are you?
I slept fitful, unrested.
Visions filled my head.
All of you, what to do?
I wake alone in sorrow.
Your dark tresses, peridot eyes
Niether are at my side.
I keep praying maybe tomorrow,
I will get to make you my bride.
Princess, lady of Shadow, I miss you
I am sure you miss me too.
My love is strong, I hadn’t lied.
One day my lady it will be us two
On an adventure once more.
We can travel the skies.
I’ll be the dark one for you.
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