Just Hopefully Yet Hopelessly Dreaming

Just Hopefully Yet Hopelessly Dreaming

So much has happened in a very short time;
I was plucked from my world to die in my prime.
I was tied to a tree, a saving sacrifice,
snatched by a cast of lots, a roll of the dice.

I gave myself to my harsh, even cruel fate;
but was given hope in spite of trouble's weight.
For a champion warrior to me was given.
For a short time my fears from me were driven.

But what of you, my strong, so swift, and handsome knight?
Was it for duty or for me that you faced my plight?
Your wild blonde hair and blue-grey eyes make my heart pound.
That chin well set, and your wide forehead, your traits crown'd.

Was that gaze personal that you poured into my eyes;
which, as I eagerly drank, soared me to the skies?
Or am I a dreamer to think that a noble squire
would wed a serf's daughter, and such a one desire?

What are the chances that our lives will entwine?
Oh, that they will! Oh, love, that you would be mine!

-William

This is from my Novel

ID: 1351660   (Rated: 13+) NOVEL: "WHERE JACKALS HIDE"  My first WilliamWriter Novel. The days after King Arthur. Face the wrath of the Dragon. by WilliamWriter

Chapter "He's Alive"