(the story of a destined love) 4/3/13

The castle stood on a mountain so high, that its tips touched the sky

And as she ran across the field, every fiber of her being she could feel.

The excitement building up in her like a thunder storm cloud

Ready to explode “ and her love would begin to unfold.”

Struggling to climb up that steep hill, with just her determination and her will.

Breathlessly she scrambled with her hands and feet

Just to reach that mountainous peak

With her fingertips torn and bruised, “ but this was a fight she would not lose.”

Reaching the top of the mountain the ground leveled off

Her determination the “queen “her heart the “boss”.

She walked towards the castle and the draw bridge came down

And the doors swung open, where thousands of hearts were found.

She walked in amongst clapping and cheers, as her heart melted

And lost any fears.

There in the center of this beautiful chamber stood the man of her desires

Who from a distance had lit up her fires?

They walked towards each other with outstretched arms and gleams in their eyes

Their searches were over as their hearts opened wide.