There’s a narrow path where I’ve never walked
Into the woods, through the meadow,
Between the trees where the light streaks,
Like golden stars that dance across my face.
There’s a space there that I’ve never seen
Told of in fairytales,
Never did I know it could lead here, to this place.
There’s a moment.
If I stand still.
I can feel all the things that must feel like magic
I can hear you whisper it all in my ear,
I can breathe the warmth of the air that you breathe
And forget this isn’t real.