Lady In The Courtyard Poem by Paul Seay

She walks the castle's courtyard with beauty by her side
Past the radiant roses, and a guard's admiring eye
It's there that she poses, by the garden's clementine
It's there that she rests; within the dreams of mine
Where love I profess, in an armored   disguise

Farther down the hillside with beauty still along
The roses in the garden swayed with envy in a song
The breeze blew her sweetness, among their bitter thorns
A rose cannot compete, she's the centerpiece - hereon
Her beauty has no retreat, thy duties are torn

Exquisite is her grace, onto the path of kings
Amid the flowing fountain, - where bath the robin's wings
This kingdom hath no blemish, no notion flows unclean
Peace shall not diminish, her lovely heart's pristine
Known as but a Lady, but to me, is thy Queen

At last she stands in beauty, beneath the English Elm
Believing of my demise, in lands of rival realms
There, I met her eyes, - removing away my helm
It revealed a sigh within her soul, her eyes were overwhelmed
It revealed me destined for her to hold, no mortal could condemn