Feeling very poetic at the moment.

I'll miss you when you're gone.
Gone away in your faraway land.
I would follow you as if I were a pawn
and please you as best as I can.
If I can look through this mirror
and see the beautiful princess you are.
Your dying heart turns to cinder
and your fear and worry goes too far.
I wish I could be there and end your pain.
To wrap my arms around you in a warm embrace.
I'll walk with you forevermore down this lane
and dance with you in the park with your pretty lace.
My devotion to you is but a some little dream,
you are the one sleeping within a book seam.