fell champion

I will wait for you
though I do not know
the very look of you, or when you will show.
But you live out there
in the light and dark
waiting for the touch that brings forth a spark
that can warm your heart
and heal your pain
that can set you free from a bitter reign.
And I, as well,
need a heroine
someone willing to love a fell champion.
For the scars remain
and my powers fade.
I have no more wish for a fool's parade.
So I'll wait for you
by the water's edge
having fallen hard from near every ledge
in a quest of love
that was nobly meant
but wasted oft
on deceptions and disappointment.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.