Treasure Island

Daleen Enslinstrydom

(25-02-1967 / Springs, South Africa)

The knight


Just before the night pulls
its veil over the earth.
and darkness conquers the day
and the sun does disappear
you came out of the twilight
like a shadow belonging to the night
and like a knight in shining armour
you came on your iron-horse,
like a hero of old you came
into my life
to answer the call of love,
to carry me away.

Just before the night pulls
its veil over the earth.
and darkness conquers the day
and the sun does disappear
you came out of the twilight
and there and then I fell in love,
I became your blushing bride
and I was saved by you
and there and then I opened my castle’s door
to let you come in
as I wanted you to be the one
who answers the call of my love.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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