In silent reverie, he watches her throne,
A love so deep, it chills to the bone.
For he is but a guardian of her peace,
His silent oath, to never let love release.
Her smile, a beacon in the darkest night,
Her laughter, the source of his inner light.
Yet, in his heart, a secret he must keep,
For his love is a torrent, both wild and deep.
A queen so fair, in a castle of stone,
Surrounded by court, yet feels alone.
Unaware of the knight, whose love is true,
A flame that flickers in the morning dew.
He rides through battles, fierce and grim,
Each victory, a silent hymn.
To the queen who reigns in his silent dreams,
A love unspoken, or so it seems.
For in the world where duty binds,
A knight must leave his heart behind.
But in the quiet of the moon's soft gleam,
He loves his queen, in a world unseen.