Castles In The Air Poem by Helen Crutchett

We built our castles in the air
With bricks of amore's mortar there
A sacred shrine for nighttime trysts
Deep in the floating eerie mist ~

The shimmering starlight's opal orbs
Ride the rickety staircase of centuries old
We've years to meet the sleeping ghosts
Of Knights and Ladies who linger as hosts ~

Wrapped safely in our protected cocoon
We danced in the ballroom of our rune
Two lovers weaving an unbreakable chain
In golden threads of forgotten time~






Helen Crutchett