The prick was hard 

It left her asleep 

Untill she meets 

One destined 

 

The prick of sleep 

Into a dreamland 

Unaware of today 

In a nowhereland 

 

Tomorrow is there 

Will he ever be 

The one 

To wake her from sleep 

 

A magical prick 

Returning day and night 

Forever swooning 

Into nothingness 

 

Hope it's not too late 

Before breath doth cease 

His touch to feel 

To live a life of reality