The Queens Dream

She sits in my mind this lady of my dreams
I only know her from her words that she puts
apon my screen.
I see her as a queen,for it is her that rules
my dreams. She sits apon a throne of gold and
awaits her knight who is brave and bold.
She waits for him indeed to come to her on
his charging steed.
She hears his steed make it's roar as they
come speeding across the floor,up to her
they do fly so that her knight can be by
her side.
He takes her from her throne of gold and
holds her tight against his chest,and feels
the gentle heaving of her breast.
Her lips are like wine,sweet and soft and
from these he must drink the nectar of her
love.
Her eyes of blue are the pools of clear
water that he could fall into and drown.
But the drowning would not be of death,nay
it would be drowning deeper in her love.
Her softness shows this knight that he
must be with his lady his queen and protect
her with all his might.
Her hair is dark as a ravens wing and on
that wing his heart takes flight,for to
be without her is a sorrow to end all
sorrows.
To be together is what they both dream
the Motorcycle Knight and the Crystal Queen.