Lady Stairs Close – A Love Poem to Edinburgh, by Rachel Rankin

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From the cool summer dinners
To the warm winter drinks
He held you close like Lady Stairs
And led your way by lamplight
From Edinburgh Castle to Holyrood Park.
He is a king and you were his queen
Walking mile after mile after royal mile.
Did you realise throughout the
Cobblestone cacophony of cursing and cluttering
That each time you fell was in love?
Do you remember the very first time you held hands,
When even the birds were still asleep
And the only ones who could see you
Were the stars?
In that moment you never doubted that
He would hold you close like Lady Stairs
And guide your way by lamplight
Through the dark and winding streets.
Did you realise that you were lost
Before you met him?
Do you remember when the future was a fairytale
Full of ideas that were distant, fantastic –
A concept unimaginable?
And do you remember the moment
When you opened your eyes
And realised that this is what you had been waiting for?
When he held you close like Lady Stairs
And led your way by lamplight
Through the corridors of your thoughts
To shed rare light on the idea of
Forever.
Does it scare you,
Knowing that the only thing the future holds
Is the rest of your life?
Will he still hold you close like Lady Stairs
And guide your way by lamplight
When you finally part ways?
From the cool summer dinners
To the warm winter drinks
You watched the grass grow
And the Grassmarket glow
Together.
Money cannot buy memories
Except in science fiction films
And your memories are priceless
But one day you might lose them
Lost at the bottom of wishing wells
As you wistfully wish for the days
Where he held you close like Lady Stairs
And led your way by lamplight
Through the pathways of forever
And when the sun shone like gold
And the stars were silver bells
And the copper leaves lay at your feet
Like pennies in a wishing well
And I wish you well, and implore you,
Cast them not
But treasure them
For you will hold him close to you heart like Lady Stairs
Until Arthur stands up
And the grey rain ceases
And the cobbles wear thin
For he is a king and you were his queen
Walking mile after mile after royal mile
From Edinburgh Castle to Holyrood Park
He led your way by lamplight
And held you close
Forever in his heart
Like Lady Stairs.

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You can read more heart-warming poetry by Rachel Rankin here, on her blog: http://papercutsandink.wordpress.com/

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