Prince

After a few nights of a repeat dream, I wrote this.

Charming, I call you.
You, who ride your brilliant steed through the wilderness of my mind in the twilight hour
That great blade shimmering as white diamonds when the moon catches its majesty
Slain are my demons when you arrive and claim this land as ours

How simple you make these battles seem

A soft, hot kiss
Salt and truth I taste

In the deep
In the night
That is where I find sanctuary
Beneath the old oak trees where solidarity with nature and you are achieved
The ways of humankind have led me here

I am no longer one of them
I am forgotten

Faceless warrior with my name on your tongue
How be it that I know you not when sunrise takes me from this place
This body I reserve for you, alone

They say that I am but ice and walls
That no man can breech this defense
... but I am fire and love
Ever-seeking that prince

If flesh is denied me and dreams my only escape
So be it!
I will be the shadow, the loveless
Patiently awaiting our rendezvous in this realm where my spirit is plagued not