It takes a kind word, a warm smile,
A simple heart, a gentle soul.

It takes a word of peace to calm,
It takes a word of love to arouse.

It's the only one he can imagine,
Spending his life with.

It's a beautiful woman...
It's her lips, the door to taking her breath away.
It's those eyes, the path to losing yourself.
It's that smile, the key to my contentment.
It's those fingers entwined with mine...
It's that skin under my lips...
It's her sweat mixed with mine...

It's a beautiful woman.
She's a beautiful woman.






... Let the story be told.

You know, sometimes I catch myself looking into the soft shine of that necklace she gave me.
-I know, and you get all strange. Walking around smiling. The lights on, but nobody's home.
Oh, yes I am.
-eh?
Home. Where is it?
-... Ohhhhh no you don't. Not another one of your little philosophical dreams.
It's no dream. Come on. Just one more? It's been so long.
-Oh, alright... I'll bite. Where's home.
Let's see.
-How did I know you'd say that?

...

-We've been Stone Soldiers. We've seen the Doorway. Now what?
What was the last word spoken?
-I don't follow.
In the vision of the Doorway.
-Um... "Yes."
To the question of?
-She asked him to be her king, something like that.
Yes. Something like that.
-So... now what?
Follow me.
-Where?
Through time.
-Time? Come on, we can't do that.
Love is timeless.
-Hmm... Very well.

...

The couple sits to eat at the table. They cooked together.
-He ruined the noodles, didn't he?
Hush. Watch. What do you see? What are they saying?
-Nothing.
Nothing? Look closer.
-Nothing... They're not saying anything.
The language of love is not merely through the mouth. Look closer.
-He's holding her hand throughout the meal... is that important?
Very. The most essential of life processes- eating- is secondary to having her.
-And her... she's smiling at him.
Very good. It's the little things.
-Where's he going? He left her! What's wrong?
Patience. They have forever together. Just wait a moment.
-Alright... Well, he's back.
What do you see?
-Um... He's behind her. Rubbing her shoulders, saying something... why can't I hear him?
Some things are best not heard by innocent ears...
-Oh. Well, now He's sending her somewhere... to the bedroom?
Get your mind out of the gutter. He's just shooing her out of the kitchen so he can do the dishes.
-Ok... but he's done now. Where's... Oooh.
Oy. Ok, you can put your mind back in the gutter now.
-How did she change into that so quickly?
...This is our imagination, you know.
-In that case, can I make her wear different things?
Hmmph. Damn hormones. Pay attention- to things other than her, smartass.
-Ok, ok, ok... I see him kissing her. Holding her close. They look so happy.
They are.

It takes a special woman.
It takes a unique woman.
It takes a warm woman.
It takes a sweet smile and a sweet personality.
It takes a patient woman.
It takes a beautiful woman, to tame a beast.

It took a special, unique, warm, patient, and beautiful woman.

Look at me now, all you who knew me before. Am I not changed?
Only a few months have brought me from a Stone Soldier to a
Very, very, proud knight. Who knows? Maybe someday, I'll
Even be her king.

"Yes." Said the broken statue.
"Only you.” said the happy poet.
"Until that someday...” Said I. For you see, it took a beautiful woman.