Margaret Widdemer: The Dark Cavalier

The Dark Cavalier

Margaret Widdemer

I am the Dark Cavalier; I am the Last Lover:  My arms shall welcome you when other arms are tired; I stand to wait for you, patient in the darkness,  Offering forgetfulness of all that you desired.
I ask no merriment, no pretense of gladness,  I can love heavy lids and lips without their rose; Though you are sorrowful you will not weary me;  I will not go from you when all the tired world goes.
I am the Dark Cavalier; I am the Last Lover;  I promise faithfulness no other lips may keep; Safe in my bridal place, comforted by darkness,  You shall lie happily, smiling in your sleep.