Medieval times
Nightly gestures on morning tide
Chivalry tested on horses stride
Evening weeps of womens beauty
Morning dew upon fruits of bounty
Sleeping stars in the velvet sky
Shining brightly and loving spry
Petals dance upon the morning breeze
Your loving embrace i must seize
With you the enbodyment of life
Shall you never know a heavy strife
Rounds of tears and joyful laughter
Fall to upon your ears ever after
Far off a distant land
time swept like falling sand
Meadows flowers dance to tune
Towns crumbling far to soon
All of the things may come to be
For countrymen, counts, and marquis
No matter how much love is kept
Things may fall to the darkness depth.
Brad A Christopher
Copyright ©2007 Brad A Christopher
