Avalon

each warrior's guardian hides underneath each armor,
protected from temporal salvation and glamour.
knowing tombs are pits of decay and memory,
each knight's guardian draws their sword without being sorry.

they believe sunsets do come with blinding darkness
yet below sparkling stars they find happiness.
and when a diamond falls from the sky,
its beauty and splendor was worth saying goodbye.

with Luna, there was no stain of blood to see,
and no more painful sting from a wandering bee.
guardians need not worry of waking up at dawn
because starting dusk, they need not act like a pawn.