Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

The Stone

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Bound by Merlin to

Serve as a warden,

A guardian to a

Mystic sword.


An iron flower

Standing in a

Lake, rusting while

I hold immortal steel.


Waiting to Bloom in the

Spring of your call,

In the sunlight of

Your countenance.


Will you use

Me, rape my

Heart and soul to

Toss me away again?


Do not leave me.

I will not betray you to

Another bed, some

Other knight.


I am yours forever.

Let me be with you,

My eternal light,

My king, My Arthur.

Written by uncannynerdyguy

September 29, 2011 at 10:06 pm

Posted in Poetry

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