Love for a Castle
December 11, 2015
I saw her as a castle
Not just because her mind was like a moat
Keeping the enemies out
Or because her words and mouth were like a drawbridge
Watching what came in and out
But because once you got past the drawbridge of words everyone wanted to hear
You would reach a curtain
Which was strong enough to withstand the worst
And her countenance was like towers
Always defensive in a protective way
To protect her delicate self
But still ever so beautiful and breathtaking
Like a castle should be
Her heart was a keep
Part was a dungeon
Hiding her worst flaws
Except for one day
She decided to close the drawbridge and lock the dungeon
Her arms and shoulders were now pillars
Holding up the entire world
Suddenly her walls grew tiresome
And her eyes did not shine the same way
I looked at her
And told her
She did not have to be a catapult
Knocking down anything that could ever be a threat
And she did not have to be a bastion
Constantly defensive and have a fake face
She could let the curtain fall and show her true colors
And the world would still turn just the same
The color returned to her eyes
And her heart danced like a courtyard with hundreds of people
Her arms fell to her sides with a sigh of relief
Yes she was a castle
A sign of comfort and safety