She stands there
in the darkness of the forest
weaving her magickal spell
in a world of fantasy she lives
a knight stands there…
in the realm of life and of dreams
he sits there in awe
watching her spin her spell
wanting to reach her world he holds his hand out
the spell wraps itself around his hand
he resists
but he looks at her, and finds that he cannot
he allows himself to fall
she touches him and whispers “I love you..”….
he lays there, shaking in sweat
he opens his eyes, and he sees the familarity of his room
he then closes his eyes to return to the world of dreams, to
return to her….