THE MEETING A dark shadow feel upon the room... And the sunlight brightened the skies... Together they shone with an immense light of passion Passion calls to higher passion still we both were caste together like dice from the hands of fate And mother nature lights our path the path satan himself would not dare travel you must tell me your name my queen else I would dream no dreams scant sleep did I experience last night. Was this your plan or did fate interfere and lay her heavy hand? Rest easy dear prince my name you shall hear just listen to the winds of fate and she shall whisper what you must hear to rest your heavy heart and deliver it unto a maiden worth the likes of you Then I will reach through this gate and please do not mistake this vow I do make a vow given and not forsaken as a promise given and not taken bend time...reach through space... across this elusive gate to your distant shores I will make caught in your bright lights like a stag I now wave my emotional white flag Now close your eyes and wipe your tears as the winds encircle your ears don't dream too deep nor too soundly do sleep Dreamer you will call me The Starlight Dreamer... Sir Dean am I I hail from the eastern kingdom of Mass where Charles runs quickly in the east to the ocean to meet and thee milady...where dost thou reside what rivers dost thou live beside? I live in and near the Northwest mainly cause it is the best rolling on the Columbia down to the ocean beneath the waves above the clouds high up in the mountains not a sound is heard as once again St. Helens sleeps Tis indeed sweet princess as the gods foretold should I dare to defy what is now to behold? from the hands of the gods caste together like the dice of fate we met through this the elusive gate Draw thee near yes thee elusive one and tell me your eyes...what color do they reflect? your hair what hues do they project? only with deepest respect that I will not neglect to reflect and project this answer I now expect my hair dost hold the color of the sun my eyes as blue as the sea my lips the color of roses just waiting for that tender touch my skin is like the snow with a touch or two of the sun my mind does wonder are yours alike? might we be two of a kind or different as night and day? The dark knight I am dark eyes to search deep within your soul strong arms to hold you tight and shelter you from the cold a sharp wit that just won't quit an intelligent mind that can choose to be sublime five eight of stature athletic build and stong of will a smile that is sincere I will offer to you dear a dark knight to protect you from the night a cinnamon complexion admired through reflection but can you offer my dear knight an end to this game a truce of which we may talk and exchange ones gifts without this uplifting of words when I come back sweet lady princess my work dost call to me I am a PC troubleshooter and now must take my leave but I can be back in a flash before you can bat a lovely blond lash grant me an hour plus a quarter and my words will continue like water dear prince I do not know what the future may hold a girls night out is in the making but this I will give and freely do I give this promise to you I shall return to meet thee once again as soon as time permits Enter the Starlight Palace
