Atop a hill, on a paradisal island
The sight of a magnificent Castle
Glorious under the sun
Blessed under the twilight sky
Nobility pronounced by the lore
Facade, grandiose and audacious
Riveting by nature and spirit
A sense of curiosity and wonder
Up to the gate, skittish and ebullient
A mere nudge, the gate unbars
The Prince, earnest but sceptical
A layer within, charismatic and childlike
An unimagined expansiveness
Familiarity, hard to resist
A stranger I am, feels unlike one
Standing still, enthralled and exuberant
Aura enticing, I must return
To this promise of arcady
Stories watering the burgeoning seeds
Flowers blossom, vibrant in bloom
I return, too often perhaps
For the allure and wizardry
Deep insight and wisdom
The humour and wit
Seasons change, colours too
The Castle wears grey
A few wrinkles, a frown too
The Prince, bored out of his wits
Despite the foreboding
I see pristine and pure
Energy, raw and passionate
Tempestuous but trustworthy
Return I do, notwithstanding
Gate shut tight, passcode held secure
Access denied, I won't let go
Shove I do, with all zeal
A few seasons now
Light dark light dark...
I have to wait, longer now
I do so, aware and agog
Patience wears thin
Enthusiasm wanes
The Prince, capricious
Energy sapped, I am spent
An elysian Island on his own
Must leave him be, the elusive Prince
To nurture his soul garden
Gentle, honest and kind
Retreat I must, with love
Not to abandon, not to never return
To nurture my soul garden
Gentle, honest and kind
Despite the cold shoulder
I see pristine and pure
Energy, raw and passionate
Tempestuous but trustworthy
...beauty of that heart on the forehead
magic of the heart within ❤
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