Will you remember me when you're famous?
It is so lovely for you to say so, but I know that you won't.
To be honest, I would probably forget me too.
So experience, conquer, and live shamelessly.
You see I know that I am nothing more than...
A whisper of a stranger
A smile from a fond memory
We all know that memories wither and fade
So I add another log to the fire of life
Every so often I poke it
To see the spark, hear the pop, and feel the warmth
While I sit in admiration and silence ...
The leather of my gloves crinkles
as I tighten the reins
My steeds trot becomes a gallop
We begin traveling through time ...
through space ...
arriving at a place unfamiliar
Yet, it felt so safe ...
Shimmering through the shadows
I'm drawn to a presence...
My heart begins to pound as I see you laying there
behind a veil of lace ...
Resting so peaceful... so full of grace ...
I remove my cloak and armor
I sit down in a chair beside the bed
Closing my eyes, drifting into your dreams
There we make beautiful, passionate love
in the twilight, just before dawn ...
I donned my chain mail and fastened my sword
Now, I mount my steed and embark down the path
Through the mist that we have ridden so many times before
The path is the same, but yet it is different
Weathered and weary, we ride
On the top of the mountain a figure awaits
As we draw closer, the enemy grew larger
Fear, terror, and horror clinch me like never before
Leaping from my steed, as my blade slices through the air
The meeting of our blades, sound like thunder
The enemy’s strength seemed to be more than I can bear
With precision I counter, as I step over the fallen
By his mighty blow, I am dropped to my knees
Wondering how much more I can take
The oath I swore to the faith steadies my hand
The battles raged for what seemed like days, but it was only moments
At last, his heart was pierced
Head separated before he could counter
The visor opened as it hit the ground
I release a howl, as his fingers rip through my chain mail and into my flesh
My eye burn from the sweat of my brow
Panting, as I remember each time I drew my blade
What I was allowing to live, not what I destroyed
Courage alone had guided me through many battles
Yet, I realized it was not courage alone on this day
Luck was alongside today,
Sometimes luck is all a man needs, if his courage hold
Finally, I look into the face of this enemy
Clinching my chest, horrified
My screams echo across the countryside
I ask myself, what is this I see?
I see me …
How long will my words echo in an empty hall?
How long will I sway to its melody alone?
How will my cries be swallowed by silence?
How long will my essence seep from the cracks of my shattered shells?
Oh how I long to be deafened by the screams
How I long to be drenched in their pain
To feel the passion of the tale…so eloquently crafted
To soak the page with tears of a depicted sorrow
I yearn for the warmth of the lover’s flame
To be memorized by its dance
To be enchanted by its unscripted ballad
The uncontrollable churn of my soul to its mythic rhythm
To feel the surge from the heartfelt turning into a pound
The sensation of my chest tightening; the pause of that breathless gasp just before the pant
The anticipation of the splash from the bead forged in the embers of the moment
The feel of slickness on my palms, right as I turn the page to the next chapter of my life
To be filled with pride from your look of approval
To be filled with passion from the same eyes, but a different glance
To know love to the core, standing firm in its goodness, as well as un-wavered by its pain
To understand by knowing it, I will be the better for it
For any man experiencing these and so many more…
Of that man I am envious
To feel any of these things, in that instant I will cease being