The first dew of the morning
sparkles on the grass
to serve as a gentle wash
as animals go walking pass
and thus beyond the tower
the light on window breaks
and as the shadows disappear
ember patterns the light it makes
whilst gazing out fair maiden
surveying on her realm
she wonders if her Romeo
once again he'll overwhelm
his words they sparked excitement
and her feelings did ignite
thou she'd never true contact made
her heart was burning bright
longing for this bairdic rogue
unsure on this desire
who lite within her very soul
aromatic teasing fire
her hand placed over her heart
to scared to miss a beat
wondering if what she wants
would ever would they meet
whilst mean while below her balcony
last sign of shadows well
a breath of true excited quotes
are flying through his brain
he trys to get in order
but he thumbles his words terrain
he slowly builds the courage
and scales the tree beside
and as he balances precariously
the trunk he gingerly hides
she opens up her window
and sadness in her sigh
and welled within her socket
a tears runs from her eyes
so holds within her falling cry
a hope a longing wish
that her heart would be rewarded
even if just with a kiss
now his eyes she the maiden crying
and he reaches for a seat
and has he swings just out of view
a branch then finds his feet
he lowers his body now
feels like a royal throne
and gentle clears his throat so soft
Fair Maiden your not alone
her eyes look at the leaves
but no sign she can see
** my heart I hear your voice
but where my heart will be
she feels her heart miss a beat
then again one or two
as he lifts the very branch
and slowly comes into view
he reaches out to grab her hand
stepping towards the window sill
and as the two reached face to face
their feelings start to fill
they lock together in hearts embrace
together their lips they lock
a surge of inner electricity
a tantalising shock
so here the start of something sweet
for time again most be
the stage is set the lovers locked
the next would be part three