Poem For Lady
In the castle of her longings
She awaits the drawbridgr lowering
In her piled days many endings
Times anxiety behind her panting
She awaits the coming of her love
Sir knight with constant memories
Her heart within her a restless dove
Until the water dries ... agonies.
She is castled in time and faith
The green moat of doubt circles round
The sweet heart's primeval gate
The horse' hoofs is every distant sound
Time is her enemy and his will
Her deliverer to become
His quick sword shines in the misty chill
He's made his vow for her freedom.
Great stead and lover swiftly fly
Dragons and demons, churls and despots
Read anxiety dread in his eye
The sun will rise where their vile blood clots
For this knight carries a cross now long
And prayer his page and armour
He marches with an angelic throng
Till him to flee, he that devour
His bride, his bride his love shall redeem
And by the river they shall play
For time is only folly and dream
In love's pure arms time has no say.
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