Disclaimer: I do not own anything in here that you recognize as belonging to Mercedes Lackey.
For Vanyel and Tylendel
Golden curly hair as bright as the sun
Eyes that are always twinkling with fun
A smile that no one could ever mistake
It is you who I think of when I wake
It is you who I think of as I sit in class
You who I think of as the minutes pass
In History lesson, all I can do
Is to stare at the board and think of you
I try to ignore you, the special mage in training
To be with you I'd disobey my father's ordaining
I dream about you so much at night
When I don't see you I pray that I might
There are times when I think that I can't stand
It is then that you step in to lend me a hand
In little ways, a gentle smile
I pretend I'm unaffected but my heart leaps in denial
You wake me up one night, a nightmare you say
You try to help but at first I push you away
"What do you want?" I ask, but inside I'm shaking
"To help you." And the barriers built by my arrogance are breaking.