Saturday, February 15, 2020

The Joust

My love, my love how could this be?
This should have been an easy win
What seemed like a victory ended in defeat
The yellow rose you gave me fell
Time stopped for a second
The king's guard rushed you to a tent
Blood flowed
So much blood
As you faded from this world
I laid my head on your heart
Three gentle beats, my Lord allowed me to hear
Before closing your eyes

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