The Dreamed-of City

A lot of my love poems have maritime themes.

Sleep, oh radiant one, and dream
Of gates of silver standing wide
I'll pour you a drink from the Lethe stream
And bid you walk with me inside

I know the city that you seek
I may have seen it once or twice
The gems laid in its ancient streets
A long-abandoned paradise

With ramparts made of polished marble
Parapets of solid gold
I'll lead you there if I am able
Though it's far away I'm told

Many years it's lain forsaken
Something dark occurred within
Those who were not killed were taken
Never to be seen again

If anyone can put its ghosts
To rest, my dear, I know it's you
When you reclaim its haunted throne
Perhaps you'll let me stay there, too

Sleep, my radiant one, and dream
We'll find our place among the stars
When you are queen and I your king
And the whole rich land of Dream is ours.

Reviews

[Ruth]

This is beautifully crafted! An amazing poem, so vivid! xx

[ScaryTrees]

nice silvery gossamer dreamtones

Randolph Carter of Lovecraft immediately came to mind
are you familiar?

very pretty
nice write