Royal Palace

the royal palace in the mountain's shadow with the vixen so subtle in the sweetness of knowing what it is to have her in the night beautifully wrought dreams wrapped in her delicate hands but the dream most desired is in the simple truth of her smile the honest beauty of her open heart the long night gives way slowly as dawns stain spreads across the cloudless sky birds once again discover voices the world rouses itself like lumbering giant i creep out the motel door while the vixen lounges in a salty mix of cheap perfume and chemicals the morning light leaves little doubt of intentions it reveals all too much of ill conceived shuffling faces show weary hearts make peace with your yesterday's gather your baubles with more than casual delight for they are all you will have to show for this nights sweaty labors for this nights strange paths but now that morning has come and i creep out the motel door i know the way i have come is forever gone and i now must plunder new palaces under a distant sun