love castle

(a musing)


…and then she disappeared in the castle built to protect her.

Every door to hold her back barred and sealed.  

           – trapped in your love, is still a trap


The only escape is to a drifting world…

where stones disappear like fairy dust, and iron melts like snow

it is a world inviting only the hopeless, with no place for the helpless.


(can you hear her scream for a bigger reality?)


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