ANCIENT SPLENDOR

AWAKEN THE RUINS OF HIDDEN PASSION

Castle Ruin--base of rock--
Hewn from stone, carved to blocks.

Towering fortress, stacked up high,
Walls of ancient days...an age gone bye.

Unlock thy secrets, hidden deep within⎯
Send forth the words of former kings, queens,
Knights, ladies and noblemen,
Seek the voice of the magician!

...Let the shadows unveil his crafty might.
Reveal the wondrous story of his life tonight.

As fire, smoke and vapors rise,
The cauldron churns before my eyes.
The vision opens to mystik surprise⎯

Laughing, taunting, now the shadows play:
The court jester leaps up on stage.

Breeze wisps about my face
Carrying sweet fragrance of sweet lady's grace.

Across the courtyard, atop the mountain
At the base of the ancient walls,
There I view nature's splendor
As the Sun is setting and the night befalls.
Soon the shadows will once again
Rule the ruin's hallowed halls.

...My sleep filled eyes and numbing ears,
Sense the call of dreams drawn near.

All is full of purple passion.

The stars are the magician's magic dust,
Filling all the night with love for the two of us.

Sweet Dreams..."Let The Magic Happen!"

Copyright © by Rhythmik '97


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