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Robert Guerrero Apr 2013
All I have ever been to you
Is the person that made you smile
Made you laugh when you were down
I could mold you into so many shapes
Paint you in so many colors
Yet I remained a jester in your empire
I was always afraid of being beheaded
Or exiled from this land
Of golden roads paved smoothly
Castle walls built higher than mountains
Where tears haven't once left their mark
This land has never seen war
Not one conflict has come to light
Yet my love for you
Always keeps me personally close
To always hear you when you call
I'm a jester in your empire
The only one I think
So why haven't you beheaded me
Or exiled me from this place
That is your heart
When I have caused a million problems
Brought a thousand undesired tears
Yet I remain your jester
I was once your King
And you were once my Queen
I built these castle walls
I paved these roads
I made this empire from the broken pieces of nothing
You left me when I made our love
Seem almost like a fairytale
And you got scared and made me your jester
Stripped me of my crown
Replaced it with a foule-bordeau
I hope your happy now
Maybe this is where I belong
Just wish I could sleep in that bed with you
Listen to our favorite song
And I could make you smile and laugh
All night long and well into the early hours of tomorrow
Yet I know my place as a jester in your empire
To a girl I still love
Chikelu Eshe May 2017
adorning your odour with
robust bordeau wood
dip your fingers in black paint
only the tips.

your footsteps can never be heard
by the old huter's spaniel
your quasi-divinity
blinds the lost piligrims
who dare to call you
a nymph.

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