Knight To The Night Poem by Airda Jones

Knight To The Night



To the mysterious night who
Brings me the moon
I have adored you

For he so also brings
That which my dream sings
A man to be the greatest of kings

By then, fires will begin
Sparks ignited by him
To whom my heart must win

A smile spoken for
Of a heart so gentle and poor
Thousands of crowns but worth more

But promise as suns will rise
The night will no longer be wise
As this prince will be my prize.

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