CAMELOT FANTASIES

Travelling the roads
In the dark of night
Much harder with the waning of the moon
Stars are shining in the sky
Missing the moon as its shining its
Stream of light
It feels as though we're gliding through
The air
Sure footedness
Of my powerful mare
Matters not
Or why
In my heart I feel a sigh
My love my eyes are sore
They hurt for the time
We've spent apart
Even on this darkest of nights
We're travelling
Perhaps not by the speed of light
But swiftly and certainly
Anxious to be entwined
Into your arms
Where nothing else
Can compare

~Divine