Dear Knight...

Dear Knight in Plaid of Armor
The Birds Have Taken Flight
The Mistletoe is Dying...
I...am Hanging Tight
I See the Golden Gate
And Visualize "The Card"
Angst is Upon Us
I Plea No Disregard
I Know Not of The Journey
And Know Not of The Feast
I Simply Want the Oxygen
That Tames my Naked Beast
Tender is the Thought
Delicate is the Course
Crown the Impervious Jewel of Reflection
Bury no Remorse
Stomp the Hoof of Mule
Reap Rewards of Time
Splendor in Salvation
Take Flight Amidst Sublime