In interludes among the lines of pages written in between heartache and heartfelt
I remember you softly pressed between the words wandering on
A playful pull at the edges of your mouth as scenery poured out around you
I heard the sentences that would bind me to your chapters soon to come and ever after
Did you know you spoke my favorite story?
The lighthearted princess that painted worlds in her colors
Calling out the symbols of her youthful dreams as age echoed around her
pouring from the pen like rain in a storm of mourning
you soaked the crinkled papers in your own fairy tales
while dragons in far off lands down the hall roared throughout the night
you wrote to me of your guarded treasures hidden deep beneath the tower of clothes
A small trove that not even dragons could find with their ever constant hunger
Your greatest secret for the prince that would one day ride forth
in a suit of gleaming confidence defiant against the roaring warnings
With a chariot of running motors waiting as he traversed perilous veranda
to pry you from the grip of claws that ripped away what you wished for most
With the waxing moon to light your path to a road of stretching freedom
To your own sunrise of happily ever after
All the while you wrote to me
I listened and waited for you to say
Your beloved prince's name
And my keys sat waiting.
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A Poem For Your Thoughts
PoetryA collection of Poems and Prose that were inspired by the many people I have met, and those I have yet to meet.