KNIGHT OF KNIGHTS

love poem

My dignified knight, nude of armor

shapely bodice illuminates my eyes

strong muscular hands touch mine

long bony feet curl over my legs

hairy chest warms my bosoms

blue veins protrude from his enduring arms

angular face, bearded chin, gray eyes

plant me in a trance

When apart, I yearn for my knight

I still see his comely shadow

sense his smooth corps against mine

emptiness creeps into my mood

I ache from quarantine

others fail to catch my glimpse

though a wink or two has no purpose

I wait uneasily for my kindred spirit to return

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

like Three Dog Night sang..."just an old fashioned love song"---
when the man can get rid of his armor and be vulnerable to love and with love, it make for the sweetest melody for both...
men seem bent on being protective of themselves for some reason....but to shed that and accept love...
Go Knight! Win the heart of your lady!

j.

[Lea Sheryn]

Beautiful! I fully felt the need you feel for your night! Brilliant!

[barleygirl]

The best part of your poem is how you balance the depiction of a beloved by showing him as not all perfectly awesome traits. My least favorite thing is the use of the word "knight" (which I hate) . . . hate this symbol of fighting & war & violence . . . hate how it reminds me of the way men are supposed to be strong & protective & maybe not so expressive, but stoic . . . so I'm fighting a built-in bias as I try to embrace your words. Sometimes "old-fashioned" makes a love poem quaint, but for me, "knight" is an old-fashioned symbol that needs to be banished from love poems. Sorry for my inability to embrace this the same way you do! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie