The Happy Knight

By Ed Moyer

The thought of your touch sends shivers down my spine
I long to feel your touch
The heat from your love warms
my hardened and withered soul

The thought of your kiss sends waves of pain through me
The thought that I shall have to end the embrace far too soon
Your love is a well from which my very being is filled
The well solidifies my resolve to be a better person

I no longer need to be the hero
You are mine
I am yours
The Knight finally has his Happy Ending.

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