I loved you before I knew you
deep-rooted, firmly based on legend
and childish dreams. No, not childish—
I loved you with steel of sword
and dragon’s fire, for your crystal
caves and heroes’ havens
your mantles of mist your still, cold pools
those crossing-places of darkness
where anything could be true
A lifelong affair—should I be ashamed?
I have met you, now
more solid and yet otherworldly
where princes once gazed
sheep now graze in grassy courts.
Your kissing gates, low stone walls
green valley views framed by moss-
crumbled doors broken stairs:
a trysting place for old souls
Inspired by today’s NaPoWriMo prompt: Write a love poem to an inanimate object.