"Once upon a distant time,
along a hidden trail,
in ancient castle clenched by vine,
beneath a whisp'ring veil,
I found a vision clothed in blood,
concealed from mortal eye,
awash in sunshine's glowing flood
and safe 'neath summer sky.

She lay in silence soft and deep,
alone in sweet repose,
a porcelain beauty sealed in sleep
a fragile, human rose;
and I stood watching, entrapped, it seems,
as she glittered, fire and gold.
A noble lady in cobalt dreams,
her fate long left untold..."