mystery's plan
Locked in a castle tower
alone in despair,
I sat in waiting
for someone to care.
Many came by with
notions of love,
but none of them touched me
with light from above.
Each one drained me
taking away my essene,
till one day a wizard entered
my presence.
He casted a spell of mystic delight,
and held me spell-bond
but for a night.
Wrapped me in spender
in mystery's plan,
he gave me wings to fly
and told me I can.
By mornings light he was gone
in a instant,
but the love that he gave
will journey the distance.
The gift he imparted will not be in vain,
for in my soul his magic remains.
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