Pantoum Of Adoration

He is truly my medieval knight;
I seek him again this life.
Maybe it’s a memory?
Or perhaps a book I read.

I seek him again this life.
He existed then, he must now!
Or only lives in a book I read.
How can I find him in reality?

He existed then . . .
The Universe knows my heart.
Show where to find him in reality.
I can feel his breathe upon my neck.

The Universe knows my heart.
And shall always lead me there…
Where his breathe is upon my face,
His lips upon my mouth.

Lead me there,
Put me in his strong arms.
His lips to my mouth draw me in…
And we become as one, again.

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