Hero, hope and all things dear
my prince, my prince, my cavalier
Dream dawned breathing every
part
came from you or from my heart?
No knowing now, my dear
could never never own the light
that green glowed glittered
in your eyes
shining tiger in cat's guise
mine by choice, fair knight
Tuxedoed king in all your glory,
somehow owned my every story
Gliding through the pages paced
hero, villain, liquid faced,
prince, yet predatory
And could you leave, and could
I know
a world without your green
gloss glow?
I should have felt you in the
air
felt your spirit hover there
a lost lost day ago
Comforter in all my pain
cried with me amid the rain
Could it be the skies cry now
Lost you, lost you; tell me
how
to wash away your name
Never watch the sunset die,
never bid a day good-bye
never walk the prickly slopes
never read the tales I wrote
but think of you and cry
Keep you, keep you, hold you
here
to live within my own bright
sphere
and if not grander than in
life
at least a season free from
strife,
my tear-drawn cavalier.