Saturday, February 28, 2009
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Sonnet XVII

Knighted One

Oh, gallant knight residing in my soul,
Thee knows thou art the one my heart adores,
And that there is not one thing I want more,
Than to sit beside thee on a grassy knoll,
And trace along the contours of thy face.
With gentle fingers lovingly I’d touch,
So I could show thee just how very much,
I love thee and appreciate thy grace.

At long last free from all majestic rule,
Away from those about us who’d betray,
A kindness soft and gentle as a dove,
We’ll find a way to share our courtly love,
Appreciate it as a polished jewel,
Perhaps my faithful champion one day.

—Michele Cameron Drew

Copyright ©2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.


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