for my maiden fair

queer-with-a-pen

i’ll love you like this

in front of the whole

damn world

 

and i shall wear your

favor into battle, when

what i really want is

to hold your hand

 

but, oh, maiden fair of mine,

you tuck those daisies and

forget-me-nots so gently

into the chinks of my armor

that it’s almost the same

 

i’ll turn to wave just one

more time as we walk away,

until i can’t see you anymore

and must watch the road ahead

 

and i’ll think of you then,

with the golden sun rising over

an empty battlefield, devoid of blood

and a sword clutched in my shaking hands

 

i wonder, my maiden fair,

if you would

if you could

take me as i am

 

well, i’ll return to you

just the same,

with a heart that beats in the

staccato of your name and

the rising sun at my back

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Comments4

  • L. B. Mek

    Brilliant!
    (love your flow and pacing, dear Poet)

  • Rocky Lagou

    Lawd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • James Michael

    Heart pounding reassurance in the most beautiful of all things. Enjoy every morsel of this poem continuously!

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    Great poem 🙂



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