Trash sonnet attempt #1 of

Behind your world the silver shadows flow,
Under your great resplendent wings
the shadows would be all that most would know,
had they not met the sage above all kings

Your words knew no eloquence but the truth,
Saved hordes from drowning in a sea of lies,
The confusion only your help could soothe,
made me become enchanted with your eyes,

Waiting for my knight in shining armor,
was replaced by a more hopeless desire,
to win the people's fine dragon slayer,
The sin of lust had scorched my soul like fire,

I wanted this lord of humanity,
never to see me as ordinary.