In my wildest dreams, I have dreamt.
Items one many never hold nor touch.
Yet with a chance of fate, one phrase transformed it all.
Inside the depths of terror and fear, I found myself look upon a face I had never known.
A hand reaching inside the depths of my sorrow, offering an escape.
A new path, filled with embrace and love, caught thy guard.
Nervous and trembling, to take a forward step.
Cowardly hiding, blending into the darkness, I hid.
As the land lingered above, attached to a smile.
Shivering from the cold clutches of hate and pain, I find myself, inching towards the hand.
A breeze catches my skin, melting the ice away.
Seconds from a touch, I find a smile stretched upon my face.
With a tedious touch, the hate begins to fade.
I find myself surrounded by light, with rays of love.
My smiles fade frantically, as the rays turn black and cold.
My mind is tainted with thoughts of doubt and pain.
I cringe; finding myself back to the walls, cold from the whispering voice.
Speaking the words a mind should never hear inside their own mind.
The voice keeps repeating and forcing emotions of doubt to appear.
Clinging to the walls, could to the touch, tears streaming down my face, and breathing erratic.
High above, a smile stands tall, with a hand extending down.
The eyes peer down, inside my hold of horror.
Looking into my soul, with compassion and love.
Starring deep into my world of blackness, he stares.
His glance unmoved, his body unshaken.
A hand still lingers in the air above.
My tears begin to fade, as my eyes see clear.
Trembling in fear, I stare upon his smile.
My voice is as soft as a whisper.
I attempt to call out, to the man who stands above me.
Knees are trembling, my heart is pounding.
Taking every scrap of strength possible, I muster to stand tall.
Reaching above me, tears stream down my face.
The man whispers and it fills my ears.
I will never cause you harm.
Tears begin to stream down my checks, my hand reaches his.
His warm skin warms the ice in my veins.
Without a sign, his hand warps mine.
Pulling with a force unknown, I find myself above my pit of capture.
In the light of compassion and love.
Above the surface, I’m warped in the arms of a man, with eyes upon my cold skin.
Holding my hand, warped in his arms, leaning in, his breath felt against my face.
His lips press against mine, due to doubt, I search for a reason.
Tears stain my checks, but not of fear and sorrow, but joy.
A kiss from my own prince, released me from capture.
My eyes close, and my heart begins to pound to the rhyme of his.
To find my way to the arms of bliss, I cling.
Dreaming in silence, of the unknown, I see a future of two, not one.
My heart slows, still at tuned with his, and warped in his arms and strong chest.
Leaning up, our eyes stare at each other.
A sweet voice speaks into my ears, and forces my heart to plunge.
Till death do us part, your heart shall not break.
