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@knightlydevotion
take me out into the garden and bury me with the budding flowers so you will be reminded of me every coming spring
an eye for an eye in the sense that you will always be a part of me ( and i hope , perhaps foolishly , that i will always be a part of you )
you are not mine , yet i am all yours . . . shall we level the playing field , my lord ?
i can never stay mad at you . you may view me only as a knight , but i am devoted to you as if you were my god .
you hold me with half the strength that i have held you . am i still imagining your love , my lord ? my arms are cold though i am still in your embrace .
You seem to know a lot about love and devotion. how do you know you are in love, or devoted enough to a person to be in love? it's a question for...a friend. yes, a friend that i have.
contemplate the origin of your interest ; imagine spending the rest of your days with them . not only on frivolous outings into the village or festival dates , but also the lazy mornings , the slow afternoons , and the quiet nights . could this role be filled by anyone , or only the object of your affection ? love is not to be taken lightly , darling anon !
there is a gaping hole in my chest ; it is just big enough for you to fit .
loving you like a puppy trailing six steps behind . my loyalty to you transcends mind and body , you mystical thing .
Your blog has such amazing vibes. It really transports me into a dream.
♡
this knight appreciates the sentiment . a heart so full must bubble over somewhere !
for once i want to rest my callused hands . cup my cheeks with your soft palms and tell me sweet things . card your fingers through my hair and sing me to sleep .
and if the stars had aligned differently , perhaps i would have been born the prince . would my knights bow to me like i do you ?
stolen glances and words left unsaid , am i imagining these things ?
in the barracks , i sleep on my beaten cot and wonder what it feels like to hold my lord .
no matter how hard the fall , i must get back on my feet . for my lord .
nothing more fulfilling than a spar below moonlight ; silver swords clashing , i let you win ( i will never tell )