Are thee my grand and glorious knight
Black of heart with steel bright
Blood of kings though thy veins run
Guard let down of deviant nun
Let me bask in thy beauty bold
Make warm what now boasts cold
Win thee a great battle nay cry
Nor do harm to thine eye
To gaze upon that which I give
Only to divinity dost thou live - 4/8/06
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