A lover’s Dream

By Damien Knight

I stand with you below the cave
A shadow, your mind I invade
My hand reaches to trace your face
Butterfly pin in your hair, a grace
No words exchanged I trace your lips
Filled with affection are my fingertips
My eyes sparkle my smile a tenderness
The waterfall trickles a sound of bliss
The flowers bloom in the field below
A glade of fire red, orange and glow
How sweet it would be to kiss under stars
As you dream I am there, where you are
As I dream of you every night
I hold you now, your dark Knight
These feelings they are real
When you wake find me, seal the deal
When we meet, all you’ll need is me
Your passionate love will set us free

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Hostage

By Damien Knight

How can I appease your mental suffering?
Do I feign a role, no I am no prince! I am king.
Yet, it is a constant lie, a game we play.
Back and forth, forth and back, what do I say?
I won’t run, I refuse to give in to fear.
Instead I stand strong, will you my dear?
You ask repeated my feelings, my affections
In return I keep up the redirections.
If I dared to say I loved you
Oh forgive me darling, yes it’s true.
Love we said is selfless, selflessly I care.
Every act of concern I’m there,
In your thoughts and so you return to me.
Looking for him in every written piece
I keep encouraging you to leave,
I do all I can to set you free.
I won’t give up on my visions, the dreams I seek
I’ll throw my threads for the one I speak.
My heart is held hostage to her that I see
And when I find her, my heart will be free!

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Lit Match

By Damien Knight

I loved her, Mars, a toxin in my veins
My princess a fine wine, I undeserving
The manifestations of dreams I claim
I the knight her shadow king
I thought myself no one long ago
And Lady Mars held my sway
I never thought I’d be loved so
That I’d be someone’s night and day
I won’t settle for worthlessness
With being nothing and ok with it
I’ll be with her in eternal bliss
The darkest night, the match of love lit

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Dynamic (Nov 2010)

By Damien Knight

I want her fear
I hunger for her blood
It drives me to madness
To smell her anxiety
Taste it in her sweat
Truth is I am a predator
I feed on it all
And she is willing prey
Knowing in the end what I desire
Above the cat and mouse game we play
I hunger for her love
Unending and filled with adoration

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