Shivalry

Enamored in armor. 
Sitting alone in the castle 
The knight watches the sunset 
with his maiden dancing with her husband in silhouette
happy she is safe and strong 
but for the sadness of dawn. 

The concubines bring him meals 
and try to comfort his squeals 
but he just says leave me alone.

Wallowing is some spiritual sacrifice 
that only he and his imaginary angels believe. 
Some Middle Aged fool.