The wrong chess move

 
Sketched scripture on a melancholy stone
Moon faces near phased druidic no rome,

Medieval quasar devouring a notion gone,

Sun proxy by baroque spirits inside other
Then plane near each allegory unholy fall
Fountain flows matter sphere of another,

Lives narrow black rune within moonlight,

Their soul to appear, harmonious mother
Stab poem's demise heaven eternal cover,

Clasp nocturnal frots across wizard grand,

Acutely laid proffer a loftiest loaded hand
Lady to hold dragons inside day-star sand,

Swerving fretted strings lyre kingdom jam
Your awareness to run the mountain line,

Draw meaning upon times ere this rhyme.