Once when I was a small child, I dreamt of soaring high

in the sky, of free falling with the stars. I dreamt of my life in silver sheets of linen and scents of

mint and lime. I touched a part of heaven last winter, when my knight

touched my face, when he stared into my eyes over dim lights, and wine

sweeter then any May could ever offer. The music was soft, and we spoke

words that flowed like the perfect lyics of the softest love song.

We belong together, like open sea and the shore.

We have walked in time as one soul 

and made love under enchanted moons near the great pyramids.

We strolled the grounds in Scotland, and ran wild and free

on the Isle od Inisfree.

Let no man take our words and bend them.

Let no soul break our strong will for one another.

For we are the sun and the moon, we are the guardians of all that is good and pure.

We stand united against the world, and the ones

who live to tear us apart. We, feel the same pain, we share the same laughter.

We, my knight and I, are one and for all times we shall walk the shires

of ole as Lord and Lady.

True love may belong to those who buy it,

but true love was invented by those of us who live it.

We belong together....

My free will is iron clad, and my heart has chosen her mate.

We belong together.....

Forever, and ever....

Words for you my knight... As you walk the shires without me, remember me in your dreams, feel me on your skin, taste me upon your lips. Remember me, and hold fast to me..

 

All my love ,

Lady of Treille