The Castle

The castle is where a princess dwells,
From there she casts her wondrous spells.
From loft high to reception below,
She was ever seeking her true beau.

Its powerful walls kept suitors at bay.
They made her safe from day to day.
Her bounds fixed, she toiled with zeal
On formal gowns that she makes ideal.

But one fine morn she left her castle keep,
To visit an inn after she arose from sleep.
There she came upon a knight errant,
Whose soul soon proved very transparent.

Then each of them in that destined place
Came to reveal their soul’s inner space.
With words of mirth and solitude both,
The two proclaimed a solemn oath.

We shall live as all lovers should
Side by side forever it is understood.
The castle now echoes the sound of joy,
A love eternal they will ever enjoy.

© 2021, Kenneth Koziol. All rights reserved.