CAMELOT FANTASIES

In miserly guise
My heart
So cold
Shall beat no more for you
Under lock and key
Behind a vault
I'll keep her safe and true

Where none
In their toying
Uncaring and harsh
Shall play their tune
Upon her tender strings
For your marionette
She is not

Pristine in her virtue
Uncorrupted and pure
Behind delicate veils
Of shimmering hues
There shall she reside
Forevermore

A metronome stilled in place
A clock unmoved by time
A calendar of unmarked days
You were my sun
My dial now dimmed
By lowering sorrowful clouds

As a princess of sleeping beauty
She shall await her prince
One so worthy
And honour abound
To raise her up
Her rhythm and warmth
Once more found