You took my breath away,
Put it in your pocket,
Said you would never go
Your pocket full of me,
Walking gracefully
Gone.
When you returned...
My heart was beating for joy,
When you came, and returned my breath to me...
Inside a box,
Inside a ring,
Then you took it back again,
In you pocket,
Safe forever.
A/N: Sap that I am, I really couldn't resist revisiting the obsession that held me for three and a half months. I admit, I used to be on the westerforums as "Deryn Sharpie-spof." Remember me? Shoot me a PM! Oh, and review too. Or be fed to the pigeon owls. Your choice. ;D