As mine you'll be.
I can see your dreams
They are rich and vibrant
They live and laugh around you
You are the centre of their life
Your little universe you ruled
No time for no one else
It was one after the other
Of tales of fantasy
You make them real
You make them dance
You make them as you wished
And yet I wasn't good enough
For Princess Sarah.
You made that pedestal
So high! So thin!
So when I swayed upon it
(For you I might add)
I wasn't good enough
And I tried and I strived
So hard – in vain
To catch those dreams you dreamed
To try and pull them from the air
From your fantasy and mind
And make them real for you
And so you ran the Labyrinth
The seat and basis of your desires
And so you ran in fear
And so you ran me down
But the Labyrinth isn't real
And the Goblin King is mad
And I have done all that for you
And I asked for so little
And this is what you did to me
And still I would do it again
Just to see you cry and smile
As mine.
And as mine you'll be.
For time is on my side.
For ever ticking on and on
And back and back and so
It flows away
That liquid time
You'll be mine.
AN: that's J's pov. Please review. Please?
Disclaimer: Jareth and Sarah ain't mine. So can I still own the poem? I doubt it would make money anyway...
