Tryst

So perplexing she was, that I kept staring I could build castles in the air, as her sound echoes ring Her beauty weakened my soul, but I couldn’t change a thing She sat by the river, tapping the water with her feet in spring Waiting in alacrity, for her precious gem to sigh in the morning She walks through the shafts of sunlight, determined to sing The birds above her dancing to the ballet, and glamorously singing She was lonely with no one to hold, for a cheesy walk in the orchard and cling Someone to love by her side, would be a joyful sting Soothing her heart, shielding her from the morning chills and panicking And on she will ponder through the abyss, as her heart will keep beating From her sojourn to the falls, the love will be idyllic for her reigning,