My knight arrives
in unexpected garb,
but
I know him.
One kiss
in the slanted
evening light
and a beast
awakens.
I scream.
’Twas only shadows
stirring memories,
making me hungry
for the past.
Celtic angel,
your love
leaves gaping
wounds,
temptations.
If love is true,
look upon
my face and
know my secrets.
I bow before you,
offer my life,
then walk away,
remembering.