Your Castle Poem by John Lars Zwerenz

Your Castle



When soft breezes sail over your castle's towers
In perfumed stills of monastic hours
I see you approach the forest beyond
The marble square and the azure pond.

And your face resembles paradise,
As the winter approaches with its pearl white snow.
I have seen you gaze at me more than twice,
Dreaming of heaven, your braids in a bow.

John Lars Zwerenz

Your Castle
Monday, August 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: castle,dreaming,face
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John Lars Zwerenz

John Lars Zwerenz

NEW YORK CITY, U.S.A.
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