Illusions of a Fantasy

Standing in front of the mirror, Cinderella can you see, all the things the same way, the rest of the world sees?  Or is the view so much different, from your balcony; or has the lies in your eyes, taken your love from thee… Cinderella…Cinderella.
A knock on the castle door, a shadow in the night, has caused you to question, the metal of your knight.  So you send him on a quest, you both know he can’t win, but to prove his love, he’ll give his life, to protect your immortality…Cinderella…Cinderella.
His opponent spitting fire, but honors is all he sees.  When the last blows are delivered, he’s down on both knees.  His cry pierces the night; driving you to your knees; you realize the shadow, is a reflection of your own “mortality”…Cinderella…Cinderella.
Look into your crystal ball and see out through his eyes, the blood-stained hands before you, clasping the crimson knife.  The slain dragon at his feet has taken his only life; as blood rushes from his body, he longs to hold you tight.  As the tears swell in his eyes, his cry pierces the night…
“…Cinderella, can you hear me…Cinderella, can you see, the pledge I made thee, has brought me to my knees.…” “Cinderella, can you hear me…Cinderella, can you see, my heart I gave to keep you warm, my soul to keep you free.”  “…Cinderella, can you hear me …Cinderella, can you see, with my dying breath, I pledge eternally.…” “…Cinderella, once again, in the wind, from heaven on high, I’ll keep you safe and warm tonight…Cinderella, Cinderella…”