Cradled against your chest
I feel the power of you
yield to the sorrow in me
reaching out to gently 
ease my pain

Work roughened hands
become soft silk.
stroking my hair
my tears rain on your heart.

The fierce Knight,
slayer of men
champion of women
love of my heart
My Lord Lance.

You crush my pain
filling my heart with only you
returning my smile,
giving me peace
My love, my future
My Lord

We mount your steed 
balanced perfectly together
to ride into tomorrow
your arm holds me safe
as your heart holds my love.

Go forward, my Knight
My Champion

Let us face tomorrow
together......