She beckons to him
To come
But despite her entreaty
He feels distrust
Does not feel welcome
She looks at him
Knowing his resistance
Giggles and lures
With eyes of fire
It is begun
And the knight with armor
Encasing his body
This danger is not physical
And he now is undone
By desire
He becomes liar
To his oath
To be the one
To carry his cross
To lift high the flag
He is a prisoner now
Of his heart
And the fire inside
That cannot be extinguished
Nothing short of suicide
Remains
For this warrior
Moved with magical amour
Towards an ardent temptation
Leaving him nothing
But surrender
And defeat
And at last
Damnation
