Please...don't blink

There is a place…
A beautiful, intriguing place…

One filled with mystery and wishful thinking...
Where the impossible happens
Where “Ever Afters” do exist
Where happiness resides within, despite the darkness that surrounds your dreams.
A place where hope prevails…
Where wishes are cast and fantasy are made.

A place no one has been to…no one knows.
It’s not hard to find.
It’s not hidden in shadows or behind close doors.
It’s open…apparent…and obvious.

Sometimes, others see it…
They catch a glimpse of something that shakes them with disbelief.
Just like a magic corridor… they choose not to enter.
They keep continuing on realities path…keeping their ink inside the lines.
They seem to follow patterns of comfortably…the familiar.
They are so busy seeking repetition from their past…of how their hearts song should sound…what love should be like. They travel so fast they get blinded by their misconceptions and unrealistic ideas of what a relationship should be like. They struggle for more, instead of venturing through …to a place where the incompatible are compatible.
A choice by fear perhaps,
Fear of reality…of a broken heart…of believing in something they can’t see or explain.
A fear of feeling

Perhaps, they never really saw it … after all.
For they claim they are searching but can not see the way in.

It’s new…
But not new to her
She’s has been there before.
Not often.
Not lately
Always alone and feelings never reciprocated

It amazes her that no one has claimed it to be their own, yet.
No one that has seen it and wants to stay…
No one… but her

She adores this place.
She lingers in it from time to time.
It takes her very breathe away.
She could lose herself in it easily.
She could disappear.
It plays with her with happiness.
It consumes her time.
It fills her with hope…hope that makes her strong.

She sits there for hours…admiring the garden of her words and the words of others.
Others who have crossed her path…some several times before…on her way to this place
It feeds her.
Just as the fountain….that endlessly spouts her most personal poetic pieces quenching her minds thirst.
It magically spills onto thin sheets of paper…like that of a fairy’s wings.
She’ll never go thirsty.
Her words will never run dry
As long as she remembers …not ever forgetting this place.
She won’t forget.
She refuses to.

It’s her secret.
She owns it.
Though it’s not untouchable…
No one touches it.
It’s never known love.
At least not from any mortal hand…
But it wants to be touched.
It needs to be found.
Without a companion, a muse, to share it with
The fountain will dry up…
The garden will wilt…
And with it the magic that holds her heart together.
She has to capture a piece of it…it’s the only way
She needs to bring it into her reality…let it shine…shine through her so that they may see.
See that she is beautiful…see that she is happy…see her.

Yes,
There is some…
Some who she feels is worthy of this place
She wants to show them.
She wants them to see what she does.
She wants them to help her capture that happiness permanently and wrap her in it for as long as they are together. She doesn’t know how to, but she is trying.

Every now and then…she escapes and sneaks off to the place…remembering…promising herself she will find a way…a way for them to see her…her shine…how happy she is.
Sometimes, she steals a little piece of that place with her…and wears it if for only a moment. Unfortunately it disappears as they blink…and think.

She now has only one wish…


For them to keep their eyes open…
Please... don’t blink.