Castles

What would you do for love?

What pride and grief and bitterness is forfeited

For a glimpse of eternity

Although you wear a necklace

Of stolen hearts

Shrunken and smoked and conquered well

You still await to be conquered

To be known

A self proclaimed prince of the unknowable tragedies that life can provide

The unlucky few forgotten outcasts

Living on by the edges of cliffs and high upon the outsides of town

Castles of exile

Rebels of honor and dignity

Tempting time to forget you as well