Snaking Upon a Hopeful Heart

Calling upon a silver snake, the bell tolls for me, I'm waiting Lest I be forlorn in a new land, uncertainty knows my name. A stranger to a place unknown, open eyes veil in mystery. What has a plan for me, pretense of a forsaken dream. Did I not say this was my heart, so indeed I follow, seeking sunshine Glisten warmth upon my face, so I may bask in your beauty once more. Dare to dream with me, I feel the magic vibrate my soul. Ignore this once no more, begging for the chance to be......