Cruel Paths
6/14/99

M'Lady thy Knight's heart be filled with
sorrow at having missed thee again.
It would seem M'Lady that the powers
that be want us not to be together.
Tis not fair Dearest one that we should
always miss each others company.
I have missed thee so much
these past days M'Lady.
My heart, how it does grow so heavy,
the sorrow that I feel is so deep.
How I wish that we had not missed
each other my love.
But my love, that is what did happen.
How thy Knight does wish that
we had but a chance this eve to talk.
But alas M'Lady, this was not to be.
So it is that thy Knight does sit
and write for thee this simple poem.


Do not Forget thy Knight
6/15/99

Surely thy know that I love thee truly.
Please my darling, do not forget thy Knight.
Hear me M'Lady, for what I have to say to thee is true.
I be as the Knight that I am, honest, truthful, and caring.
Please M'Lady, do not forget thy Knight when
I tell thee that I love thee, it be true.
I tell thee M'Lady that thy Knight wouldst never lie to thee.
Please M'Lady, do not forget thy Knight.
Thy Knight once did lock away his feelings.
Vowing to himself to never allow love in again.
But thee M'Lady did find the key to unlock thy Knight's heart.
Please M'Lady do not forget thy Knight.
Thy Knight does so not want to be hurt,
nor does he desire to cause hurt.
For thy know him to be honest and true.
Please M'Lady do not forget thy Knight.
For as long as thee loves thy Knight,
thy Knight shalt love thee.
For thy Knight couldst love no other and love thee too.
Please M'Lady do not forget thy Knight.
Thy Knight can only love one,
and that one M'Lady be thee.
So please M'Lady thy Knight doest beseach thee
do not forget thy Knight.






A Minstral's Song
6/18/99

Sit yea down and I'll tell thee a story of a time long ago.
Of Knights, dragon, and damsels in distress.
A time of yore, of Magicians that roamed the land.
A time of eviland of good.
There is a tale of one brave Knight,
Sir Lonely and a quest that he was set upon.
A quest for that which he hath been denied and
for a most powerful magician, Merlin.
Merlin, counsel to the brave King Uther.
So it was that Sir Lonely did set out upon his quest.
Many days went by, till finaly Sir Lonely did come across Merlin
sitting in a forest clearing.
At this time, you see, there still be dragons in the land
and many a fiar maiden didst need rescue.
Now Merlin didst tell Sir Lonely of a maiden that
was then prisinor to the Dragon Slothertow.
This maiden Merlin didst proclaim, was
the most beautifullest maiden in the kinfdom.
This maidens name be Lady Josephene.
Sir Lonely didst ask Merlin just where
the Lady be, and Merlin didst reply,
that the Lady be held in the kingdom of the Dragon Slothertow,
many days ride from hence to the West.
So upon the dawning of the next morn Sir Lonely did depart.
To take upon the quest so set, to rescue the Lady Josephene.







I see M'Lady
6/18/99

I see M'Lady love standing there smiling and laughing.
Thy face ever so radiant and glowing.
Sitting astride my white charger
watching thee slowly fade from thy Knight's view.
For once again M'Lady I do ride to do battle for thee.
Thee knows that thy Knight, Sir Lonely,
shall soon return to stand by thy side.


Sir Lonely
6/21/99

Upon my white charger I do nobly ride.
I ride the countryside fighting evil.
I am Sir Lonely, The White Knight.
I visit all the Hamlets in the land. Doing good for all.
My only reward I ask is a good meal and a soft bed to sleep in.
and grain for my charger.
and on the morrow when this Knight does awake.
He be off again to another tiny hamlet.
Always does Sir Lonely go.
Never in one place more then a day.


Where Art Thee?
6/24/99

M'Lady thy Knight, Sir Lonely, does wonder so about thee.
Where art thee M'Lady?

Thy Knight does so worry about thee.
Thy absence has been long and I worry so.
Thy Knight does not know what became of thee.
I wonder, does M'Lady not care that
her Knight does worry about thee.
Where art thee M'Lady?

Tis been a fortnight since thy Knight has seen thee.
I fear that M'Lady has been harmed
and thy Knight feels so helpless.
I fear that M'Lady does not care
that thy Knight's heart be in turmoil.
Where art thee M'Lady?

M'Lady knows that her Knight
wouldst do all that he couldst for thee.
Wouldst M'Lady not communicate with thy Knight?
I pray that all be well with M'Lady
and that she and thy little lady be safe.
Where art thee, M'Lady?

I pray that M'Lady wouldst but tell
her Knight what troubles her so.
Please dear lady forsake thy Knight not.
If M'Lady wouldst but trust her Knight.
For she knows he to be true.
Where art the, M'Lady?


Darkest Deepest Nite
6/26/99

In the darkest deepest nite M'Lady Josephene did come to me.
I see her throu the fires light.
Walking slowly towards me.
Such a vision my eyes do see.
Can this vision be real? Or is it but a foolish dream?
I be so tired and worn. For long did I do battle this day.
I be not sure of what is real and what be not.
For my mind does play tricks on me.
But Lo, It must be real, for now M'Lady does stand afore me.
Slowly, unsure of my senses, I reach out to thee.
To see if thou art but a dream.
If thee were but a dream, thy hand wouldst not touch mine.
Now thee kneel by my side, and kiss me softly on my lips.
No dream couldst be this real.
Thy art not a dream, thy art real.
For when we kissed, I tasted the sweetness of thy lips.
Lips much sweeter then the sweetest mead.
Aye thy lips how soft they are to kiss.
Oh M'Lady Josephene, the touch of your hand in mine,
so soft and gentle.
Thy skin, the color of Alabaster.
The warmth of thy skin next to mine, so soothing it tis.
As we sit near the fires warmth, my arm around thy shoulder.
I hold thee gently but close to my side.
I gaze into thy lovely green eyes and see the fires light dancing there.
M'Lady Josephene, how is it thee came to be here?
To sit beside me near the fires warmth.
I whisper in thy ear of how I do so love thee.
I kiss thee gently and tenderly on thine sweet lips.
I lay back down with thee beside me and gently fall asleep.