“They brought something to the table”,
She said,
before him.
In her mind,
the other Knights
bore gifts and charms
suited for a Queen.
He was a Knight Errant,
on a quixotic quest
for love
aboard his Rocinante,
wobbling toward an uncertain future.
Was his quest futile?
He wanted to sing to her
of impossible dreams,
and glorious quests,
and pure love.
But,
in his heart,
he knew that his Dulcinea knew,
that his heart wasn’t ready
for failure.
He raised his sword,
ready for the battle.
his unsteady hand,
grasping at straws.
What about what he brought to the table?
