I‘d like to be the jester
of your palace
my king
we‘d be sitting and playing dice
in the evenings
and when I win
all your ladies-in-waiting
servants and kingdom
I would leave you in sleep
or I could be your guard
I‘d watch the gate of your dreams
while you‘ll be sleeping
I would protect your memory
where our hours play
like adult children
I‘d like to be the jester
of your palace
my king
the palace
where only shadows
find the way now