Castles in the Sky.

Time for sleep in Chateau Rogers but I thought I’d share this piece I found in my odds and ends files from 2009. I’d forgotten about this and even put it under ‘unfinished’.

I kinda like it.

Castles in the Sky.

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Sometimes I sit outside on warm summer evenings

And I think such thoughts

Such sad painful thoughts

But I look above to heaven.

There are no gods there, but I see

Great castles in a pink puffed sky.

Figures in clouds

Holding hands

Princesses….and dragons

Those dragons. They burn. They hurl fire but they fade.

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And I see your face

Feel your fingers in mine

Just history now but I feel them still

And yes… tears come. Sobs from my heart.

At things lost. At memories.

An orange sun sinks in the sky

And I know you feel its warmth too

I feel it touching your skin, I touched it too

And a breeze gently stirs. Bending flowers before it

I feel it on my face, drying tears

Touching my lips, lips that kissed yours.

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But I sit here in this sadness

And I wring my hands in hope

That those days will come again

That my exile, my solitude will end

But for now. I will go. Try to forget.

But I feel that one day …

…one day I will return.

When dragon fire no longer

…. Will burn.

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Copyright Stan Rogers 2009.