Visions of Camelot
The moon calls to me,
In visions I see of a woman,
Who whispers and waits for an answer.
A beautiful woman in a white dress,
I hear her voice in my head,
Urging me to come back.
I see her in my dreams my heart breaks,
As I can never find her.
I'm jolted right out of my sleep,
As I finally awake I know where she's at.
I walk in looking for her,
Yet All I see are mountains of,
People wearing white.
Deflated all I can do is look into space,
Then I hear my name.
I turn around looking into,
Those deep beautiful eyes,
Those eyes from long ago.
I found you and you will always,
Be my knight in shining armor,
Except your missing Excalibur.
I know exactly where he is.
Come England and Arthur,
Awaits our return then you look,
Into my eyes as we kiss.
Cam where is my ring??
Lauren, the queen has your ring,
Did you forget she's Arthur's,
Granddaughter, she's waiting for us.
Come my love Camelot awaits,
Their true Queen.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
