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A stone castle in solitude
adorned with darkness and silver scratches in this night sky
a foggy atmosphere is felt
were you to take this path to never land
sound of insanity
heartbeat splinters through the silence
like hide and seek i am still dreaming
walking on roses like wine
ever flowing through the clouds
winding up the staircase as petals dance down the edges
those silvery beads rising up to give you dimmed lighting
this place is mood for setting
like a book it has many riddles
looking up through a roof that inst there
following where it all began
fingers trace and trickle through the stream
up through narrow hallway
a room can be found
a bed rising from the floor
candles flicker as wind speaks softly through midnight air
you are being flooded by the scenery
drink it all in
lay down as to catch your breath
heart throbbing
being swept off one's feet heightens the senses
this place is a beauty
lay down with her she will keep you warm
a treasure
never built in a day
but remembered for a lifetime
Copyright © Elizabeth Baker | Year Posted 2008
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