POEM MADE FOR ME BY DARREN!
Princess Of The Mountains
Last night I had a dream:
In a beautiful land too far away
Vlad’s ancient breath drifted with the breeze,
Calming the countryside with a feather-like touch.
Then, from a morning mist she appeared,
The Princess Of The Mountains,
Adorned in a black medieval dress woven from wishes,
With long hair as dark & captivating as a night sky.
Kissed by sunlight, she walked through a fairytale forest,
Enchanted by every wonder of nature;
A journey like a sweet flower gliding downstream.
At the moment she entered the valley
The mountains cradled her soul,
Secretly in awe of her;
Her adoring smile released warm memories of Spring meadows,
And when I saw the happy heaven of her eyes
The meaning of life was whispered to my heart.
Quietly enlightened, I awoke from this idyll
The fading pictures sketched into my deepest thoughts,
Forever to be remembered during moments of longing
Comfortably captured in the bliss of her history
