I Often Walk Among The Noble

Although it may appear a little odd, the spacing is intentional. :)

Hidd e n i n strange recesses of my mind
She's al w a ys there and I'm blinded
By the bri l l i a nce of her summer dress
Thrown hap h a z ardly on a nearby stone
I find re f u ge in her arms
Nou r i shed as if a child
Giving all I am fr e e ly
Gaining the re s p e ct of my people
Blowing the dust from my ta i n t ed treasures
Never before di v u l g ing these governed lips
Bear my crown ma n i f e s ting this jester's dream

Mending the hollows of my fragile soul.