CheckerboardQueen of White and all that's rightSo young, and yet so worn,Queen of Hearts and Queen of LightAnd Wonderland reborn.Princess Alyss once was lostAnd as a Queen was foundTo fight a war of which the costIs numbered underground.And through it all, her loyal KnightStood bravely by her side,Helping her through day and nightTo find the light inside.He'd give his life to save his Queen,He'd fall so she could rise,He'd give up all he's ever beenJust to meet her eyes.And, true as truth, he'd lock his heartAnd throw away the key,For though inside he falls apart,At least his Queen is free.He can't, or doesn't, want to seeThe love for which he yearns,The way she wishes he was freeTo love her in return.
in the quiet.---i. do you love?shhh. enough to paddle rafts across atlantic oceansto brush fingers. don't speak.for this, I forsake my own centuries, chronologically absentof you. I was there dragging pyramids from sand;I was there. (if love spans time, non-linear, then I was a drop of salt in your ocean when the world was new. I