Forest of dreams

At my walks in the peaceful, green forest of dreams.
There to I am drawn to at nights.
I know I will find him by looking close.
The stars are to guide me the way.

I turn my head, at the castle, at the tower so dark.
Run by the deep blue sea.
Two swans floating by, I watch their embrace.
How lovely, I almost weep.

My mind is blurry, I should be asleep.

The sky is wide, blue, I see his eyes for me.
His skin so pale, in hair glimts of silver.
Like one star once shined bright,
in thunder of storm shut down.

He sits by the path of crossroads.
With his head in his hands, eyes halfclosed,
he looks right through me, in dispear and in pain.
He wants to be left alone.

Wanting to touch him, in comfort share,
instead I turn, hide my tears away.
Pray for the time when he will shine bright,
among the other stars high.

For his pair of blue gems to sparkle in joy;
Even not for me.