And so she woke up from a dream that was beautiful starry and so wild. It was all still clear in her eyes. And though her mind was foggy and blank she wondered why her life couldn't be as lovely it was time.
There was this king, he had no castle or throne but his horse was great and white. He rode alone and liked it that way but when he met her he swore he would never leave her side.
They rode across the land, two lovers hand in hand. And no danger could come near. And when something made her cry, she'd look at him teary eyed and he would make her feel better. Oh so much better, so much better than before.
And now this forest was their home, it was a night time and the right time for love in the dark. She placed her hand upon his chest and all the rest just flowed, makin' love down under an ancient far away night. It was so grand just holdin' someone's hand and now safety came naturally. It was so clear that she would never ever have to fear
Oh tell me a story of magic and spiralling ships and stars in the night. Just whisper in my ears make it soft but make it clear. I want to hear every breath you say.
He placed his hand upon her breast and all the rest just flowed, makin' love down under an ancient far away night.
But she woke up from the land, tears falling in her hands as she looked up askin' why. She laid back in her bed, thoughts raisin' in her head.
'Why can't my life be beautiful,' she said.
As she closed her eyes again. Just prayin' he'd return.
But only darkness fell upon her...
-Wolfgang
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