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KNIGHT OF MY HEART
I call him the knight of my heart.
He is the person who has had to slay many dragons, climb the tower, and get over the mote that protects me and my heart.
Smooth talking, yet real, looks at my diagnoses and tells me that they are just words.
Seen me cry in a moment when he asked me to marry him. As he stood in his own vulnerability hoping I would not say no.
Holding the key to my trusting again. My peace. My value structure that others took advantage of. He didn’t slightly knock at the castle gate, but used the forces of a thousand men Army in one person. I hear the words, “Babe, its okay. I’ll never hurt you”.
Yet I ask constantly for my own reassurance and baggage. Please be gentle with my heart I don’t want to be hurt again.
Strong arms slide around my waist with blue eyes piercing deep into my brown eyes.
Baby, it’s okay. I won’t let anything happen to you. I trust him with things I treasure, cherish, of ultimate importance to me and he is proud to be the knight of my heart.
Dear, are you lesbian or heterosexual? After investigating your web site further, it appears that you don't let much grass grow under your feet before you jump into swimming pools head first without looking to see if there is water in them. I don't care what you are, as long as you know...it seems that this is something that keeps changing in 360 degree turns. Are you aware of this? By the way how is your friend? Ron? My PC is in the shop again, don't drink Rasberry ice tea when you are instant messaging. LOL!