There is no way I am mistaken - that my heart is not full taken...
by your smile and eyes sweet, delicate hand and pixie feet.
by a mind so strong and keen - by a long lean grace, between.
Yes, I know you're meant for me... as I trust now what I see.
I look up from this reclined state, where I sit for you and wait.
I see a creature built so slight, a silhouette in this low light.
I feel a heartbeat close to mine, drumming synchronized in time.
Warm your chest against my own, I feel the heat of your blood flow.
Picture this as we hold close, this dream shall not be lost like most.
As we revel in splendored state, accepting now our love as fate.
There is something that cannot be, when I looked deeply in thee.
I searched around for any waste, of vested sincere thought - a taste?
But lacking of that tainted ill, you shine on brightly and now still.
Send your sacred message true - cast a spell and receive too.
This verse or word or line arranged, to promise you a loss of pain.
That you can now leave behind, a pure heart - a precious find.
I'll take my damsel in modern dress and breathe a scent of red crimped tress.
I'll drive one thousand miles to see your smile is muse for lines like these.
My princess sweet who dwells within a dragons lair shall not again.
Be forced like captive hid away, suppressed wavelength of light in day.
Control-is-treasure to a beast, whose scales are strong, his motive least.
He guards her with a master dark, a wicked witch with tongue so sharp.
But have no fear, my maiden true, I know the way to be with you.
Our minds' astute they know their path, they seek to end this tyrant's wrath.
There is a chink that we do spy, his armor does grow weak with time!
And on this passing day we see, a way to build our Time Machine.
As patience will soon quell this thing of leathered skin and reptile wing.
And on your day, I do proclaim - to you my strength resolved.
I care not how, or what it takes - what hardships are involved.
Three hundred and sixty five is not too much to bear.
When we know the sweet reward that waits for us just there.
This - a letter from your knight, of not-so-secret admiration...
This - a promise of our time, of true love's motivation.