Knight in sparkling metal.

This is an introspective into the mentality of someone who lives in a world of make believe.

I saw today, a story in the newspaper.

it talked of how life was hard

and that if we weren't careful

everything we hold dear to our hearts

will burst into flames and disappear.

Just like they had never existed or mattered.

 

Ok, maybe I made that up, but who cares,

I am in love with you.

You are royality to me.
You live in a far off land

in a lifetime of wonders
and bright starbursting lights

I sit alone in my room,

wishing I were next to you.

 

And if were, oh God, if I were.

You would be happy just to see me

and I would bake you cookies

 and make you happier than

the woman who you currently dream next to,

 

Is it wrong that I hope those dreams are nightmares

because they are not of me.

 

My friends tell me that I am not living my life,

that my days should be spent in average and boring reality

not wasting my energy on what might happen if I were in the right places with

the right people who could lead me to you.

 

They fail to know, they couldn't possibly understand

that there is no more perfect reality for me

than the one where I where your ring

and I take your name.

 

I know that you are my knight in sparkling metal

and when you do the magic you do so well

somewhere, be it in the depths of your psyche

 you do that magic just for me

because you know I need you to.

 

No naysayer can tell me that my tinkerbell imagination

is just a figment of something nobody else can see

 

Because to me it is clear!

I can see it baby clear as a brand new pane of glass

you are brilliant and true

even when you have no idea I am watching.

 

And let it be known

 

Until my heart fails me and my feet no longer hold me

when the words stop flowing from my pen

and the earth decides my time is through,

I will forever be the girl, watching

waiting for you to admit that you need me

as much as the birds need a strong winds urging

and the flowers need the bees to help them share.

I know that you feel me when I go to sleep,

and I will keep that idea, white knuckled held

until you find out my name.

 

 

Reviews

[EMF]

Stunning. I don't think I've ever read such a plantif poem of love from before in my life. Hearworn and realistic. It takes my breath away. The honesty overwhelms. Just stunning