Disclaimer:  Flowers in the Attic is the property of VC Andrews.

Attic Dreams

Dancing away these long monotonous days I'll always hate

Dancing away these long monotonous days I'm wishing to escape

Thinking it's not right for us four to be locked up inside

Thinking it's not right, these feelings building in my heart

So dance, dance, dance, dreaming of so many things

So dance, dance, dance, hiding my true feelings

Then up ahead, I see him, the one just for me, my dream lover

Then up ahead, I see him, the one to save me, my redeemer

So I come towards him, wishing this time, he was for real

So I come towards him, calming my heart to be still

Then I see his face, as it was Christopher's

Then I see his face that is my brother's

But this was another world, my world of the dance

But this was another world full of romance

So I put my arms around him, and put his arms around mine

So I put my arms around him, and tried to think he was the one

Dance with me, Chris, I whisper in his ear

Dance with me, my prince, I say, pulling him near

In his arms, I know I've found my only love

In his arms, it feels so right

And when I hear his heart beating with mine, I know he feels the same

And when I hear his heart beating with mine, I know this is insane

We'd never feel like this, if there had been others for us

We'd never feel like this, no! we aren't supposed to kiss!

No it's okay, I reminded myself, we're dancing, pretending

No it's okay, the grandmother isn't watching

When we kiss and touch, we're just playing out a role

When we kiss and touch, we need it to be able to go on

After the dance, I'll pull away

After the dance, he'll kid and say

"One day, you'll find your true danseur and marry"

"One day, you'll dance on stage and forget me"

Of course it was true, this is just pretending

Of course it was true, this is just dream living

One day we'll forget, we have to forget!

One day we'll forget, for this isn't right!

Later, we'd go back to our small room and play parents to our twins

Later, we'd go back to our small room and think that was only pretend

That's when I'll feel myself again and know I'm just a sister

That's when I'll feel myself again and think he's just a brother

But when he smiles at me from across the room

But when he smiles to chase away my gloom

I know for sure, this isn't just pretend anymore

I know for sure that truly he is my prince and danseur

So I smile back, and wish him good night

So I smile back, hiding my fright

Then I convince myself, this will all fade away soon

Then I convince myself, I'll feel different before the next moon

But years have passed and I still feel the same inside

But years have passed, he left me all alone and made me sad

Nine months he'd been gone and left me lonely

Nine months he'd been gone and made time pass more slowly

Chris, he was whispering to me last night

Chris, I felt him still holding me tight

I heard it, he said he found the purple grass

I heard it, he said he found it at long last

No one needed me more than him

No one needed me more than Chris

So I'm going up to the attic, to where it all began

So I'm going up to the attic, which was my dreamland

Up there is where I'll find my love

Up there is where my darling awaits

Up there where I can dance with my prince

Up there where my Christopher Doll is. . .

A/N:  how was it?  this is my just my second attempt at poetry.  Please tell me what you think!