He was my knight
Taking me to the corners
I had been to
Meeting my words
When thoughts would walk
Free, beyond every perception
To find newness in sameness
I know he would never betray
And would care for my thoughts
To help me weave words around
In the corners I visit
Reflecting on colours that bathe
He was my friend
Who understood me
Helping my words
To get their life
Breathing in them a new meaning
At every step
While walking with my thoughts..

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