Monday, December 27, 2010

Cloudy Night Ramble

In great castles beyond watching eyes
Is the cacophony of laughter as lovers lay in languor
The dance of brightly clad ladies accompanies shapely silences
Lifting the clouds away for a peak
One sees the wisps of calculating lightening
But the mysterious envy of the watchful
Dies under the weight of old truths
And burdens of yesteryear are lifted
As if cold catches of radiant grass speak
Miles of tenderness is upon the land
And so we flock to where nothing matters
But to make the most of our insincerity
Love conquers in the end
So the gate minders sleep
Happily letting us cavort with wonder
Till dawn doth does up a parting
Another fantasy well met

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