Love Poem: The Castle

The Castle

There, there it is, can you see it
Can't you?  Can't you see even a little bit of it
It's there, come on, hurry up
We need to reach there, climb the last step

Reach the top, the top of the cliff
There does be the Castle of Good Faith
See you, there does be where I do come from
There, the castle being a sort of magical kingdom

There, I shall wage battles to reach it
I shall deny myself of any sort of worldly treat
I shall persevere
For there, does be the land of the sincere

A castle it is, made of the magical elements
Standing on a mount of icy basements
It is such a castle as none has seen yet
It is made of gold and silver and does breathe with the freshness of a rose bouquet

It is where I used to rule
It is from where I suffered my fall
All because I chose to be a fool
Believing in the pleasures of this false world

I shall go back there
I shall go back and regain what I lost
There, the castle of love does be where it is best
Best to live, best to love, best to reign, best to be!

Mind you, I rule it not alone
I do share it with a most powerful being, the only throne
See you, my king does be the ruler of this castle
My king, for whom I shall wage life's battle

Pray, come, hurry, we shall reach it by tomorrow
There, does be not for anyone, any sort of foe
Come, you shall love it there, there, there
There, where everything, from creation to being, does be so fair