Nov 25, 2003 02:55
I feel like going away, up in the clouds, to a castle high in the sky. Where irredescent faerie wings are gained and black lace swoons over me. In the doorway to the castle is his highness, the noble prince with a noble smile and a heart of gold. "I've been waiting for you," he says with open arms awaiting for me to glide into them, a warm embrace. Take me away, to your never never land where I can sigh happily and stare at skies oh-so-blue.
I want to waltz into the grand ballroom, chandliers dripping pearls. The warm glow of yellow-orange lights whilst the airy notes of music entangle themselves in my hair. The noble prince gazing upon me with an amused expression waiting patiently for my song to finish before I am whisked away to another never land.
I want to wake up in sheets pure as snow, bare skin against cloth as the sun floods the room. Outside, green is green as ever blue is blue as was before. Lilacs fill the room, the fagrance soothing. And next to me is my noble prince as handsome and charming as always...
[ Aye, I'm really girlish and whimsical today.]