Would I be
the one
the best knight
loves
best
the one tortured by obligations and duties
only to see what could be dissolve into a cloistered existence?
No - while my moniker
hails from Celtic circles
it is not the flaxen one
I see in the glassy reflection
what pulls me
a tidal desire
to be
ever azure
without boundary
beginning
or
end
a vastness
only
the sea
can
see
a wave
white
cresting
towards
the sky
and then
nothing
based on the challenge to write a poem in which the speaker expresses the desire to be someone or something else, and explains why
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