TWO THOUSAND KNIGHTS
two thousand Knights
riding by
all a-clatter and a-clinking
armors sturdy and secure
at the ready
for the battles of
love and
glory
two hundred and more
wink just at Me in passing
only a handful
make eye contact
it may have been
just smoke
and mirrors
they are all
to a man
lonely for
one
intelligent
slim
honest
level-headed
financially independent
fit
good-looking
usually younger
preferably adoring
woman
with no baggage
to speak of
possibly
no past at all
fresh
as a virgin
yet
experienced
in the ways
of
love
who will
naturally
love them
exactly as they are
and will
laugh
at all of their jokes
honestly
not just
to please
who will cook great things
think great things
sing great things
do great things
all
for
their
knightly
selves
how can they tell
in one wink
which lady that
would be?
just how
can any of us
tell
which love that
would be?
two thousand Knights
ride by - banners waving
victory is theirs
they lower their arms
curl up in our arms
and sleep
knightly sleeps
with dreams
of love
of glory
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