The Blinds Poem by Howard Johnson

The Blinds



To the 'Knight'
Upon my word
I tell you faithfully
Through death the whole truth shall be seen
My lady
Your eyes will slay
Beauty stark that shakes
Who I was once serene
The look...
Straight to my heart
A cut quick and clean
From her side, a small look
All that is needed
It is all that took
In death confessions
Are known
My lady my queen
It is just a look

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