Damsel In Caress

In the midst of chaos

He held her against his armor

Shielding her from the thrusting swords

And thirsty knights that tried to harm her

His dark beauty caught her sight

In between blinking eyes and visions of gore

Broad shoulders and crimson red lips

Couldn't have ever tempted her more

The scent of combat and strife

Filled the morning's air

But she thanked the gods so carefully

For the man they had brought so near

He led her down a path of safety

Never letting go of her frail form

And she stared upon him fervently

With grateful eyes and a heart so warm