XXLove letters

 

 

When you was so shiny,

 

 

He was a descendant of the glorious Knights Templar,

Knights were always attracted to wars and crusades,

They were also attracted to lonely sad ladies,

To dragons and Jesus Christ,

Often they got abusive,

Looking for Him in the Holy Land,

He couldn't ran into battle,

Because he didn't had a horse,

His Holy Land was Montmartre,

It had some Muslims,

It had no dragons,

In the absence of dragons,

He had an evil windmill that he systematically fought,

He put aside his shining armor,

Not because he hated wearing it,

Not because it was heavy,

He always wore with honor,

The legacy of his father,

He had to protect it from flour dust,

So he took it off,

It was his first greatest deed,

He understood,

Nobility was something that money could not buy,

Once a knight, always a knight,

He was a soldier,

He often scolded himself for being such a baby,

Sometimes himself cried for the moon,

He got angry,

He didn't bribed himself with a red lollipop,

He knew,

There are many invisible dragons to fight,

He didn't ask for second chances,

Second chances were only for cowards,

Third chances were only for fools,

He wasn't afraid of words,

He wasn't afraid of what they meant,

He preferred word striking like lances,

And then there she was,

I don't know why she was there,

She might have sold butter and milk,

She believed in the words and the tales,

She had heard on the banks of the Seine,

From her mother,

She touched his shining armor,

And no more he needed a lady in whose name to perform many great deeds,

They moved to the court of one powerful king,

They were successful in their endeavors,

The kingdom  ran like clockwork,

 

They didn't care about valuable papers and bills,

They didn't waste their days on handshakes and gold,

 

On an abacus and numbers.