Crystal Sphere

I can’t afford a castle,
And I’ve not nails or boards
To build some sort of fort where we’d
Be safe from angry hordes —

But if you’d like to live within
A crystal sphere with me,
I’ll color it with star shine,
And place it by the sea.

I cannot build a palace,
And post an honor guard;
I’ve never been a lucky man
By birth or skill or card —

But if you’d like to wake to gulls
And leave forever fear,
Then live with me, and be my love
Within my crystal sphere.

But it will not be anything I do —
The magic will be all because

Of you

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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