Expectation

I wait for you to come, my dear 
my heart is filled with spooky fear; 
I try to overcome confusion 
that tell me you may be an illusion, 
Imagining that you are near, 
make fear quckly dissappear, 
and looking smiling at the sky 
remember that you're having shy 
which must have caused you such heartbeat 
that you have need from home to fleet 

The autumn sun upon my face 
brings me a dream of your grace 
a dutchess from a noble kind 
awaits crusader in her mind...