As the curtains float up
They reveal . . . it seems,
The grim reaper
Who is keeping track of the golden time.
While the minutes tick by,
I kneel before you,
a tin soldier,
giving you my heart
and professing my undying love for you,
a pale faced girl adorned in blue satin folds
and carrying the blood red roses of her heart.
While you don't even know me,
Don't even see me
and all the while knowing
this serial image is just a book.
The title is pretty catching. The narration is smoothly flowing with a tad of sadness at the end. There is an exuberance of emotion too as the thread of the ending culminates in suspense: Story Book! Good work! I love it!
"Did not our heart burn within us?" ~Luke 24:32