You recognise his mind inside your mirror
& you see his future ever clearer
Did you think you thought you knew him better?
As he gently handed you my letter
The space with you where he loves to fly
Has vanished from the sunlit sky
& while he smiles & pretends to understand
He sees my number written on your hand
©Hillfire Dol, 01.11.2022
Concept by Mr Richard Lincoln (King Richard the Lionhearted).