*I do not own Jane and the Dragon or its characters
A Jester poem fic
Waves of feelings pass through my fingers which tell the lute strings of my hearts melody
She is my life's aria
With song as honest as the tint of my skin
Though lyrics concealed as the workings of my mind
Neither do I hold back or tell all
But why do they remain a secret from eyes and from your ears?
It does not matter as long as you continue to listen then my song will remain forever
Though it was always mine
It will only belong to you
My dear heart,
You are the reason for the sweet melody that doth forth from thy lips
And the beat of my hearts melody begins to improv when you are near
Not knowing which is the right note to play
All fingers and thumbs go numb
Trying to accord a sweet chime
Then the tempo picks up at the sight of your smile
And slows with my weeping
No matter the harm or consequence of such honesty
My song is still beautiful
And it is still yours
Though I can not help it
I will keep it all accord
Only for your sake that is
And I will play continuous crescendos
To cover the clashing of broken hearts
Yet there is nothing I can do to play the last part
So I will rest
Until the melody is not so melancholy
Until arias are duets
Until your song becomes ours