August 2, 2015

the dark knight

By annawatts

Well, look at you.

Three piece suit. Hair slicked back. Designer beard. Confident swagger. Inner city loft. American Mustang.

Tall. Dark. Handsome.

Mysterious. Suave. Risk taker. Mover and shaker.

Paths crossing out of norm. Yours and mine.

We took a chance. You and I.

Well, isn’t this. A surprise.

An unlikely candidate. But contender nonetheless. Somehow.

An unexpected. Gift from the gods.

And happiness is a state of bliss. That the discontent know not the verdict of.

But I. Am privileged.

And you. Leave me wanting. Not for more.

And all the warriors. Fall to their knees.

For I am. Your Queen.

And you are. The dark knight. Come home.

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