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Ancient Admiration

He came from the middle ages
even though his story hasnít been told
I understand his classical languages
related to his ancient warrior thought
His image of a solitary swordsman
wearing a pure white flowing robe  
emerge on the mountain range
seeming a doppelganger of a dove
diving down from the billowing clouds  
Hiding behind the veil of generations  
looking at the ever-changing dimensions
to know how he has transformed
by surging and heaving
wielding his royal blooded sword
waving his streamlined sleek sleeves  
the illusion of swirling, twirling and circling
Left a phantom kaleidoscope of white  
He must have had a broken heart
silence in his eyes
loneliness in his smiles
Wish I were his sword mate  
the one who believes in fate
always there, never late
Serving a cloak when itís cold
look up his magical sparkles
Maybe I am a bit of a lovestruck fool
but itís the deepest echo of my soul
I have been tracking down for centuries
over mountains, rivers, lakes, and oceans
from night's watch till day's eye-catch
in my dreams and realities

The doppelganger of a dove
my everlasting love
Written by RoseJasmine
Published | Edited 14th Jan 2020
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