 | Are you real, or a specter of my dreams?
Your face shines like the morning star,
a reflection from just over the horizon.
Will you stay or will you fade with the morning fog?
I think not, I think not,
for you can not truly be of Camelot.
Delicate as a spider's web tested by the morning dew,
Your presence brings an awareness to my tired eyes.
Are you my Guinevere, sent by some humorous spirit?
Will you slay my soul by piercing my heart from within?
Excalibur defend me in my weakness for I am tired with age.
How long can Arthur protect his court without his ancient sage.
My kingdom stands alone and yet, now that you are near,
I fear, I'll never be alone.
Will you stay or will you fade with the morning light?
Will your you float away, a wisp of memory on the wind?
Fear not, fear not, for you are in Camelot!
Here, champions abound like Lancelot!
Merlin my friend where are you when I call,
Your sage advice is what I need most of all.
A sign of love, a tearful gesture, you pray I'll let you stay?
You dare to play games with my heart?
Then you will be my Queen, dare you say not.
For I am King of Camelot. |  |
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