NEVER DARED...
TIS OUR FINAL HOUR TWOULD SEEM..
ETERNAL TWILIGHT TWIXT KISSES
NOT TO BE..
FINGERTIPS ALL TOO BRIEF
IN THEIR CARESS
ECHO THRU ME...
TEARS ACHE UNSHED EVERMORE
IN THIS LAND OF WONDER...
NOBILITY IS HEARTBREAK
IN STAINED GLASS ARMOR
CRACKED BEAUTY WROUGHT
IN IRON..
LOVE SHIMMERING...
IN ALTRUISTIC REFRACTION
BEQUEATHED UNTO ONE UNKNOWN TO THE SACRIFICE OF SILENCE
NOR THE COST OF SUCH BURDENS...
TRAGICALLY FLAWED IS THE COIN GIVEN TO THE FERRYMAN
OF RIVER STYX.....
ALL SEE UNWORTHINESS
WHEN HIDDEN
BEHIND A MASQUE OF GLASS...
OUR TRUE VALUE
IS NEVER HONORED......
NOR HONOR TRULY VALUED..
IN BENIGN BENEVOLENCE
A FRAGILE FEW
TAKE UP
THE FORGOTTEN SWORD
NEVER
TO RELINQUISH THE BLADE..
FOR ALL WOUNDS WEEP
AS ALL LEAVES SCATTER
CROSS GRAVES
AS MOURNFUL
WINDS MOAN...
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Christopher Keown
Actor,Writer, Singer and Artist. Creator,Conjurer and Samurai in the service of Chivalry..
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