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...