He fell asleep under the dream of her smile in an amethyst sky and his heart wept as visions and hopes played out like an old black and white movie of a tale of romance and he dreamt of her laughter and her hand in his and late nights cozyed up on a couch doing nothing at all and he dreamt of her finger and his knee kissing the ground and a ring that she would wear while dressed in a gown and he dreamt of her belly and of it swelling in size and of the sound of the pitter-patter of small feet running about and he dreamt of a house becoming a home and a home becoming a kingdom full of kindness and love and he saw it all there dancing in the colors and magic of her eyes and he slept and slept for fear if he woke the dream of her smile would fade and he feared it wasn't to be anything more than a dream of a dream of finding and falling and always being in love