Lock

The pure snow flurries
Fall ever so gracefully
The majestic winds guides it's descent
As I travel forward
This combo of majestic winds and fluffy snow
Is a harsh one
And thru all this my mind is meandering elsewhere
Nighttime has fallen
I sit daydreaming of a woman
A virtuous woman at that
She is in my thought since the consumation of the dream
The slightest thought of her distracts me as I Travel
The majestic winds become vicious
I lay down in my bunk of despair
Adrift in fantasyland
And who is the 1st person I glare at?
Her
The one that makes me safe
She befriends me
She has a likeness to her
One that I have never witnessed in no other
Yet she has this mysterious quality to her as well
She is gentle
She is good
Ah!! Blast this frustration that overcomes my being
I come to the realization that this be only a tale within the walls of my head
But
I know this tale must have some truth to it because
Every man's heart is a lock
And one woman holds the key to one man's heart
I shall search for this last piece of the puzzle
I will search far and wide to attain it
But one thing disturbs me above all else.
Once I have attained my key;
Will this fair maiden unlock the gateway to Happiness,
For my eyes to see?