My Knight

Oh how have I been waiting for you
My beautiful knight
But why do you wear a mask so?
Why do you cover your face form me?
When i reach to grab that mask
You pull back and say
please dont"
all I can do is wounder now
I wounder if you are as Beautiful
as i think you are
You were sleeping one night
and I had been laying awake
I pulled off your mask and saw
not the face that I thought
but a face that made me scream
you woke up with a start
and slapped me a cross the face
I landed on your knife that
pieced my wist and i died.