The bringer of good things;
Saw me once along time ago.
Saw deep into my heart.
Though my very soul.
Me, I sliced him wide;
When I changed before his eyes.
The bringer, he did love me.
To save face;
Before his friends and kinn.
He hide his feelings;
He ignored me.
I; myself.
Hide inside an,
altered state of mind.
Sometimes I was his moonlight;
Some days The guardian of the east.
He called me.
Still he watched;
He saw my falling down.
My druid knight;
Was dying inside.
Did he die in battle?
A knife or sword;
Had massacred,
His heart of hearts.
Causing too much pain;
To sustain,
all these things he's watching.
Celtic lady becoming of;
Shameful tainted things.
Well the governess of,
My druid knight;
Kept him far away from me.
I am moonlight;
The guardian of the east.
Why do you ignore me?
So my druid knight;
Wherever you are.
Do you remember still;
Our short story?
As clear as crystal;
I still do.
Into the passing years.
Catching moments from the past.
The druid knight and;
The Celtic lady.