~~a pantoum~~
You who insist you’re a lover, I want
you to bring me six tulips
the colour of kisses, and thistles
majestic as lace on a queen’s bridal bed.
You, to bring me six tulips
in a knightly manner of ease and grace
majestic as lace on a queen’s bridal bed,
might reverse this kingdom’s weary intent.
In a knightly manner of ease and grace
with a butterfly’s poise, the glance of your sword
might reverse this kingdom’s weary intent
of depressives, defeated. Restore the good word.
With a butterfly’s poise, the glance of your sword
the colour of kisses and thistles
of depressives, defeated, restore the good word!
You who insist you’re a lover, I want.
~~~
The thistles off to the side of this patch of tulips are still in bud. When they open they will be astonishing.
© Elaine Stirling, 2016
Oceantics 
And that’s not a lot to ask, is it? Very reasonable!
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Spoken like a true and knightly hero, John–thank you! 🙂
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