If I gently took her hand would she come with me to an unknown world? Would she come with me to a new land where dreams never come to an end and where no teardrop has ever fallen? Would she fly with me through the soft darkness into a silver pool of light that catches the breath, skips the heart and sends a shiver of ecstasy rippling up the spine? Would she sail with me across the green, misty ocean to an undiscovered island where the sea breezes silently fan the trees with sweet, golden warmth and the sky is an eternal shade of heartbreaking blue? If I gently took her hand would she come with me to an unknown world? Would she come with me to a place where loneliness is a forgotten word and sorrow has not yet touched the human heart?