At Feast of Summer Solstice,
The minstrel pipers play,
Royalty and common folk,
Salute the longest Day.
Surveying this jovial feast,
All weapons lain aside,
Knights, Dukes and Baroness',
Celebrating side by side.
With a curtsy I do enter
Paying honor to thy hosts,
Thy room echoing with life
Sounds of music heard most.
Royalty sitting around
White laced linen tables
Displaying floral bouquets,
And guest placement labels.
Mine eyes with Lady Esmeraldas' meet
The room dissolves with a hush,
Lost in her virtuous beauty,
My masculinity hides it's blush!
Suddenly before me, eyes that dazzle
Thy gallant White Knight so fair,
Mine heart dances to his soft gaze
As thy mind retreats with don't you dare!
Whether it be lust or infatuation,
My soul is drawn toward thee,
Shall I advance and seek thy favor,
Or retreat, and sudden flee?
I imagine his voice asking me to dance
As thy lights dim slightly,
Thy warmth of his body igniting
Thine mind to think unknightly.
As I turn away, the room reappears,
Her enchanting spell now broken,
I join the feast, now with regret,
For my heart, I have not spoken.
Please don't go I want to whisper to him
It's too late he'd no desire,
'Twas just a dream in mine own mind
Yet his eyes lit my soul afire.