Knight and the Peacock Princess
like peacock,
her hair
ostentatious - diamonds
in her fearless lair
quietly…boldly…divine
human, yet
impregnable
pregnant
with perfume
pulse point spitfire -silk of moon
her countenance beams
lights up the stars of heaven
gate of pearls
luminescent
prettified
princess
outshines the knight. his armor
crimson and cherry
he lowers his shield, lays down
his bloody sword…
petrified
like tin man
he creaks
he reeks of oil, dead man’s spoil
valiant in battle
yet he cannot penetrate
royal spirit
of beauty
many moons
sail o’er
the cleansing pool, deep skimming
of flesh, breath and beast
the sun puts new clothes on him
he looks good as gold
shining
at the ball
eyes lock
key to her heart in his hand
she recognizes the night
they first met…he bows…she bends
her knees weak
for prince charming
diamonds,
like stars
well wishes…new beginnings
sparkle of rainbow
no more cries of war…wells tears
mad in love
drops her headdress
7/3/2023
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2023
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