My mother still calls him my knight in shining armor.
But he's off rescuing damsals in distress; he has no time for the day-to-day
love.
And she's probably right, that's the irony of it.
Those days where he's gone and I'm still waiting
I feel fine, if not restless.
And it's true because I know that he cares even with his majestic stature
and noble ethics.
He could slay all the dragons in the land, but even when I try to
understand, something tells me that I need him so bad, to slay my own
dragons -- this revelation an abomidable beast inside me that conquers my
every thought...my every motive.
My knight in shining armor.
A man dignified enough to have any damsal he wishes, any beauty to call his
own, but somehow he still comes home to me.
If not today, then someday.
So when you see that sun setting fast, and the night begins to fall,
He'll be here with a lover's leap, to save my heart, even if he has to risk
it all.
...My beautiful knight in a shining armor of gold.

 
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