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Their Fool, Her Knight

He rides through town, laughing, yelling, playing the fool
They know his sensitive side, but they are assured he keeps it to himself
He's the Fool amongst his friends... But to her, he's a Knight
Far away from all his peers, in the privacy of his own home, staring into the portal, the window to all over the world
He climbs through the square pool, and he dons his secret Armor of the White Knight.
His Helm of righteousness, kind, just, understanding
His Gloves of healing, gentle, loving, embracing
His white banner, once a blind fold, now the pennant of his Queen and Kingdom
He protects her, he fights demons, thieves, knaves, and his Warrior Queen is fighting by his side
But when she grows weak, though she hates showing it, he carries her home, and lays her in her chamber
He sits with her, talking for hours of far off lands, the castles they will have, the children they will raise
He lies with her, sharing love, beautiful, passionate, holding her close in their embrace of lovers
Forgetting their titles, how far they truly are…just laying in the warm blissful throws of love and lust intertwine to form a rare passion only they can share
And when she’s asleep, he leaves her side, unwillingly, removes his armor
He replaces his hat with the bells and the bright colors…
He takes up his funny looking stick, to which he talks…
He is the fool…if only to make his return to his Queen and Kingdom that much brighter