You got your guard up
On your high horse
Hiding behind your castle walls
And your moat
With no boats or bridge
Many moons will sink
And you’ll sail alone
If you keep letting good
Days and Knights drift along
(2-27-09)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I asked for a knight when I was drifting. I yelled 'tether me', 'hold me tight'. Many moons will sink, but we won't be alone...unless upon your high horse you chose to roam, then you sail alone. Princess of Darkness tosses a 10.