The window frame glistened with dancing lights
The glass separated two different sights
A girl dancing with swords, with flying hair
And a watching boy looking on without a care,
The void between so bitter and cruel
In the shape of straight desks and the word school,
He never grew for why should he carry on
When he could glide above the clouds where he watched her from
Stories fell upon his ear
And her voice grew soft as the ending neared,
He would fly to Neverland and repeat them to the lost ones
And they would hang upon his words; eyes like a mother's son
Pan had a single fate
To fight with swords and mock those who took the bait,
And Captain hook was that very man
for he craved the blood of the boy called Peter Pan
Wendy was a girl who watched the stars
Placed in school, and told what to do, she was hidden behind iron bars
She was supposed to be proper but dreamt of her pirate ship
A lady with a kiss on the right of her lip
Girly she was not and this was what he liked
When he watched he felt a buried memory move and his heart spiked
But Pan would never be drawn in or fooled
For his boyish charm and natural flight would never be overruled
Shadows ran from their natural place
And Pan cried for what he could not fix, trying to pull off his poker face
But Wendy saw through his facade and fell for the boy who wept
Her heart was beating faster still and with her hands she crept
She was watched with envied eyes
As Tinkerbelle flew around and thought of petty lies
Wendy and the boys learnt how to fly
Laughing in delight as they became one with the sky
Wendy held her kiss around her neck
While Pan held tighter onto his strange and slivered check
He saw what was valuable but instead he should have taken the memory to heart
For it would not last long as they would be separate; a long time apart
First star on the right and straight on till morning
Words that held so much missed forewarning
Wendy laughed loud and long with a gleam in her eye
And Peter winked and let loose his wild Indian battle cry
Neverland was cold with Peter gone
And Hook ruled the domain watching for the boy on the horizon
Spring came again when he landed; the forever young
And from his shoulders a dazzled Wendy clung
He showed her what was his life
And she gasped and gawped while holding her new battle knife
The lost boys called her mother
And for a while Peter could watch her tell stories, one after another
But all was not well for where was Tink?
Lost in the grip of jealousies blink
And Hook knew well what she could provide
The key to the lair where Pan could always hide
Hook took his Wendy from the depth of the night
After both had been caught in bitter light
They had fought for feelings untold
And Pan had taken off into Wendy's new and frightful green leafed fold
She was taken aboard their broken ship
And fed lies of the brave and true, and hidden away was that brutal whip
Hook convinced her of a new way and subconsciously bent her will
Now Wendy was taken in and from it was born; Red Handed Gill
She returned to the forest green and sat in thought of the new appeal
Till Pan announced the latest crew, boasting of how he would make her kneel
Something snapped and violence came forth
Wendy shouted and took her brothers back, for their parents, they had to travel north
Peter Pan felt his heart ache once more
And what was said was unaccounted for
He couldn't let her leave him; his time with her had to last
But he was too late for she was already in his past
Unknowing that she was being held by his greatest foe
Peter slept and some ugly poison flowed
Tink regretted everything she and done
And stopped Pan from drinking death, protecting him like a son
Her light was going out and Tink finally went
But Pan grew desperate and his emotion finally caused an unexpected dramatic event
Tinkerbelle was breathing once more
And Peter Pan stood tall and stuck by what he had sworn and set on the path of war
To save Wendy from the hand and hook of the evil crook
But he was just a boy and he was beaten down for something he mistook
His head crashed against the decks
And the Captain held onto his exposed and vulnerable neck
Wendy screamed for the boy she would forever love
And Captain Hook laughed and let her fall forward onto her beloved
Peter Pan remembered her wonderful face
Before he was gone from this horrible place
And as he closed his tired and drooping eyes,
his Wendy laid a thimble upon his lips and caused him some surprise
Glowing from the inside out Pan leapt from the ground
And now for Hook, things where the other way round
The man was gone from his Neverland
But Pan lost something and not only from his command
Wendy was leaving and trading him for the real world
Peter felt his heart ache one last time, and he left her within a family whirl,
But he would come back each year gone by
And watch his Wendy tell stories of his battle cry
But Wendy was captured by a brutal gold wedding band
And all he wished to do, was take her hand and whisk her off to Neverland
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Disclaimer: I don't own Peter Pan
So I wrote this poem becuase I wanted to explore one of my favourite stories in a new way. I love Peter Pan way too much, and as I've gotten older *ironic* I've realised how much of a love story it was
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