My Knight in Shining Armor

Who are you- my love? Are you a knight in shining armor or just a man wearing my personalized suit… ill fitted and forced upon your proud shoulders; that burst forth to swallow a doubtful heart?

If you’ll only open my eyes, for I am blinded by the stunning reflection of the sun across your gleaming mail. How can I see clearly when you obviously maintain and polish this image- not take it back surely! For even if I had wanted to, even to the point of sullying mine own honor- how could my raging heart, that beats wildly within my breast, continue to pump the life sustaining hot blood of love that alone pulses through my very veins?

For just as my knight is merely just a man that bears the illusion of mine suffering mind, I am but a sham wrapped around the network of love that depends upon that very illusion to give life. So perhaps, if we are both depending upon the very same suit of armor to cast ourselves out of the darkness, than we two are truly of a sole mind and can therefore bear the suit successfully… as one.

A Woman's Day

A women’s day is spent fixing up mistakes that others made, and cleaning messes that others left. She appeases those who are distraught and listens attentively to those who need to rant. She spends her time trying to improve the lives of those less fortunate than she, and carries burdens that she may never share. But at the end of the day, even if nobody stopped to appreciate what she’s done, she feels good about all she’s accomplished- and is already planning for tomorrow.

Esdee Kay