A knights regret
Through an open windows glance,
I watched a damsels playful dance!
A knights dream or a one night chance, curiosity leads me up the stairs.
I come to her door but it is locked,
I sit and ponder if I should knock,
maybe she would like to talk,
through the keyhole that I stare.
Naked she stood breast a swelling,
more than that I'm not...
I watched a damsels playful dance!
A knights dream or a one night chance, curiosity leads me up the stairs.
I come to her door but it is locked,
I sit and ponder if I should knock,
maybe she would like to talk,
through the keyhole that I stare.
Naked she stood breast a swelling,
more than that I'm not...