Travelled far and wide
but never saw such grace
as the look on her face.
The day she tried
but could not hide.
How much she had cried.
The tears stopped long before
I had opened the door.
To find her on the floor.
Could face no more.
It was her I would adore.
As I watched her soar.
To hitherto unimagined heights.
A thousand starry nights
As we took in the sights.
And sounds
While the red light glowed in the darkness
of the castle grounds.
My heart pounds.
Her face.
The grace.
The calm before the storm.
An edified platform.
That would reform.
Her future and mine.
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