Prince In Armor Poem by Saint Cynosure

She awaits there in her tower,
lonely in the dark.
As I try to slay the dragon,
for need to win her heart.
To be ones prince in armor,
takes winning her with deeds.
So much more than giving,
to meet her every need.
I must show my bravery,
and how strong I can stand.
And exceed the limits that she sees,
the measure of her man.
That will make me king of all,
in hers eyes and in her heart.
To kill the dragon and calm her fears,
is her prince in armors part.