rosalinda flores martinez - Brave Knight

2014-11-10 7

Shimmering white angel
dust and honey
flow on me

like a shower of lilac
in the fragrant dawn
and cool mist

while waiting for you.

The beauty is remembering
our existance. You have
come to me one by one

as brave knights,
gleaming swords of
clasping hands untainted.

Your habit defies
dirt and stinking corpses
and loathing days and

nights. It glories in the
pouring of rain and the blood
of a dutiful battlefield,

The brave knight is
You
Kneeling for peace.

rosalinda flores martinez

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