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