It was late in the evening,
When they started leaving
To the mystical world,
Around them magic swirled
In a garden,
Apples hang golden and
The plants grew bigger in the sky
Only one thing missed the eye
Them two weren't nearby,
Opposite sides she had picked
Who could predict
The way they were tricked
Once again they had to find each other
What could they do rather
Than trying to discover
That this was just another
One of her multiple quests
She knew how to play with her guests
Despite their mental protests,
Movements were being made
Slow walking,
To the end followed by a shade
Easily afraid
Until the end a smile was displayed
Tortures, fears
All seem to appear like volunteers
Strange animals shouting in cheers
When they first embraced
Time spent alone what a waste
When they could feel the taste,
Of weird words being erased,
Their minds just let them go
At the same time like a blow,
Two words were whispered low,
"I love you."
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The Time We Dreamed
PoetryDifferent dream, same person. Cassandra and Jason are trapped in a world of fantasies each night, with nothing to do but to get to know each other. Can this magic curse upon them be one of the best things that had happened or will all fade away in a...