Arthur (King)


Now you see me 

Now you don’t 

I’m a mythical figure

To exist or not is my wont;

You catch the faintest scent

Of were I may have went

And convuluted it seems

To encroach on my dreams

But, nothing is quite as reality deems.

Arthur, king?

You are questioning

As to ‘Did he exist at all?’

You ‘might’ just find

That I’m now in ‘your’ mind

And may return once again

A future king

Arthur

Of Britain.

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