Sleeping Kiss

There once was a fair maid with a long main of curly red locks
She was wandering the forest until she got herself lost

Laying upon a hill of the softest green moss
Quickly she fell asleep, not giving it another thought

And on that fine day, a dragon cavalier was out hunting just for sport
He came upon the maiden, it threw him out of sorts

He’d never seen such beauty in all the land far and wide
Walking to where she lay, studying her as she sighed

His mind was in a whirlwind, he couldn’t even think
He was so parched he had to take a drink

Her lips tasted like candy, honey-sweet and so very soft
When her eyes fluttered open, the breath in her lungs caught

For arching over her was a man with a handsome bearded face
Wearing the reddest armor that she had ever seen to date

She knew right at that moment, he was of the dragon’s keep
They were the saviors that protected all the land and he was
grinning at her, she couldn’t help but watch, she didn’t make a
peep

And when he spoke to her, her heart began to race
She couldn’t help herself, she reached up and touched his face

He rescued her that day, returning her to her parents unscathed
A fortnight from then, they were wed, to live happily ever after in
peace

During their life, they would reminisce about that fateful day
The Sleeping Kiss was a fairytale that they told children when it
was time to sleep

And with that, the story had spread across the land
But it had changing so much throughout the years, but the story
was the same

The Flame in the Willow

The willow was relaxing one beautiful spring day
Stretching its branches as the breeze fluttered away

Birds nesting high up in the tree, as mothers fed their hatchlings
A girl was out that bright day flying a kite lofty through the trees

She felt as if she were up there, floating, feeling free
The willow looked upon her and instantly it knew peace

Hearing her squeals of laughter, the smile upon her face
He wanted to make her happy, protect her, to have her visit as she, please

Willow didn’t know that feeling but was content with it all the same
Days turned into months and graduated into years, she would always
come to visit, and as time passed her passions changed

First, she was into climbing upon his sturdy arms, perching there for
hours staring at the stars
Then, she starting reading, leaning upon his stalk dreaming the day away

Finally, she brought a man with her, enjoying a picnic underneath his lush canopy
The man got down on one knee and to her great surprise opened a tiny box and asked her to be his wife

He heard her tell him yes a hundred thousand times and at that moment he began to realize
It was love that he had for her, it was the flame in the Willow burning bright within, that
gave him so much joy

The moral of this story is love is there so take it in, don’t be afraid to show it, or you might miss out on happiness
That I have no doubt