Time was when you and I would lie at night
As in our graves – a stone-faced, silent pair
Of effigies, the lady and her knight
Grown thin with all the years of shared care.
I was entombed, a warrior no more,
Enchained by all the vows I once had made;
No more the lover or the troubadour,
I thirsted for the songs I once had played.
And so I left you, as in many a song,
And played the knight to many a damsel fair
And wooed them with my words, some false, some true –
Until the nights of love grew just as long
And just as cold and just as short of air
And in my sleep I reached for you. For you.
By Jonathan Steffen
Photograph by Melanie Gow
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Music on the video for this poem is with the permission of, created and sung by Tallulah Rendall
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For You appears in Exposure
