A Knight of Memoirs
'Sir Lancelot/To Guenevere ( My Lady of the lake)........
........Your scent took tiny step's into the room.
I stopped dead at what I was doing.
I paused a second before lifting thyn head,
so that timing would be perfect whence you walked in.
And suddenly, so stunningly, that a glance could never catch you.
You looked into thyn eye's, though gazing, my stare could not help,
but envelope the whole of the beauty that you've alway's been.
'Of my Dreams' (to Auther)................................
............If I were a King, Oh' what joy's would we sing.
And upon such 'Galant night's,with share of bread's and wine's.
I would crown you my Queen, lest it has alway's been.
By order of 'Shire, that I will kiss your sweet lip's forever.
Oh' what would thee owe to thy 'Kingdom, that I could only hold
you in myn arm's, till thy 'Beauty from the 'Star's hast fallen.
:Epoloque:::( into the Lake)..................................
.............In the very moment that you left....with that sweet breath my love....breath
in,...breath out,....breath in,.........Oh' what fate, that could not hold myn own as long,
and you were gone,_______ waiting to exhale.
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