The slamming of doors
The distant drums
The feather dancing in the wind
The echoed cries
The kiss goodbye
As fire plays on their tongues.

The world is forgotten
Their dreams scream
Of days to come
And days long gone.

They lived in their world
Never looked out
But always on
The sights they saw
Were forever.

They were young
Knew nothing of the world
That existed beyond their own imaginations
They couldn't see
How innocent they were.

Until one day the real world slapped them
Cold, hard, and unforgiving.

Their silence was broken
And they fought.

They fought for their rights
They fought for that world that they knew
And loved.

The outside world tried with all of its energy
To tear the Lovers apart.

But Love?

Love is not a game
Love is not something to toy with
Love is what makes us who we are.

We are the Lovers.

Even when the world tries to make us hard
We must remember the kindling of hope
The small light that is within us.

Then, when Love comes again
That hope will ignite for the world to see
To feel the warmth of our blaze
And remember what Love is.

Because Love?

Love is who we are.

I guess your outstretched hand has disappeared and it's time for me to continue on my journey.
I'll meet new people, and I will love them a lot, but I'll always remember the moments with you, and you, and you. . . and even you too.

If you feel like you're missing me, just run a little ways, I won't be very far.

I'm trying to enjoy this journey.
I only get one shot at it you know.

I'll try to remember to think about impossible things and I'll try to read lots of good smelling books.
I'll go to New York City and feel so lovely going to the ballet.
Maybe I'll start writing letters and throwing pebbles at windows.
I'll smile a lot and love deeply.
I'll trust in God.
I'll walk confidently and I'll try to be classy.
I'll sing everywhere I go and I will love.

Oh, I will fall in love with somebody, someday.

He will be more than I could ever dream of.

I will always love him with every bit of my soul, but I'll always have a place in my heart for you too, because love is more than one person or thing.

Love is everlasting and eternal and so. . .

I will always love you.

Where have you gone, Beautiful Darling?
Have you gone to have tea with the stars and moon?
Have you run away to Wonderland?
Have you stolen a kiss from imagination?

Do you remember me?

Please, take me with you to the land of dreams. Take me back to when I didn't have to worry about school, or boys, or friends, or family, or every little thing that goes wrong. Show me how to close my eyes and to believe in impossible things. Help me to slow down and enjoy your company. To breath in the cool night air. Just hold my hand tight and walk with me. We don't need to talk, just stroll.

You and me, me and you. Just us.

Take me back to childhood.

Take me home.