The dark water is deep and cold,
With monster legends, brave and old.
The castle ruins guard the shore,
Where ancient clans went out to war.
The mist is thick upon the glass,
As silent, swimming shadows pass.
A beauty mixed with sudden dread,
A place to walk with quiet tread.
Olusegun Ajayi
I am in love with your sweet rhymes. They never feel forced, they flow naturally.