Friday, October 11, 2013

A Knight in Rusting Armor



You weren't looking for a knight in shining armor
When you stepped away from your world
and stepped into a life you once lived
in the country of your heart, the country of your passion.

You weren't looking for a knight in shining armor
but you kept that notion in the back of your head
as you lay on the beach warming to the idea
under the hot tropical sun during spring break.

You weren't looking for a knight in shining armor
losing yourself in a book and a margarita
(There is no harm in losing oneself in a dream
As long as one remembers to wake up in the morning.)

You weren't looking for a knight in shining armor
when who should appear from beyond the horizon?
He who did not ride in on a white horse
but who rode in on a wave of happenstance.

You weren't looking for a knight in shining armor
when oblivious to your charms he strolled up alongside
looking to rest a world weary soul
on the beach lounger next to you.

You weren't looking for a knight in shining armor
when the ice was broken quicker than a heart can mend.
What you got was a knight in rusting armor
and forever nights of lusting amor.


Mark Butkus