He's my wonderful

After everything they all had said,
all those hateful shouts
you stood there wanting not to scold
and having nothing but your hand to hold,
which was good enough.-
your wonderful hands they held the key
its gold shinned like the sun
the key to our ever after
not the selfish one that I'd been givin
but in its place
a happy one.-
you promised me to always cherish
and that our love would never perish
but always
my sweet Romeo,
the clock has struck it's toll
our time is up,
my carriage
a pumpkin once more
as i fall to the floor
but in your hand you show me the key
the one that you promised
would save me
and promised today was the day.-
so off we fled while day by day
my limbs grew frail
my hair grew gray
but even so
you kissed me slow
and gental just as always.-
we searched and searched
for many a year
while each night in the sky
the moon would apear.
the sadness of failure 
besieged in our hearts cold as stone
but the moon made us happy we werent alone
with no one to hold and no one to kiss
as we gazed with for each star
a single wish;
the wish that our love would not grow colder
while every year out bodies
grew older
and every day you'd kiss me and say
"I love you just as much as yesterday."
my heart then fluttered at what you had said
and my mind wondered back to the day we were wed,
"I'm not as pretty as i was
neither am I young
do you care if my hair is no longer of color
or if my eyes still shine with the sun?"
you smiled at me
thats when you said it
"I'll love you always,
why don't you get it?
even though your hair is gray
even though your joints they stiffen
even though you're not so young
all I need is love and kisses."
my eyes filled with tears and
I remembered the years
you stayed with  me searching for heaven,
a heaven that you promised
and oh didn't you give
because the real heaven was the life we lived
hand in hand
and lips to lips
by dwindling mule
or sailing ships,
there was not gleaming kingdomout there
the happilly ever after
was the life we shared
and not a single misty night
sunny dawn
or stunning sight
not a single waterfall
trip in the dirt
or blue bird call
could ever change my mind
as I left our false search behind
and I sat there
hand in happy hand
with you my prince
-kingdom or not-
watching a marvelous sunset
and ralized id never leave
and that even now id not regret
a second spent with you
because the real search was not for a kingdom
no gleaming towers
or pearls of wisdom,
for the fake search was only built on lust
while the real onne swam on turrets of trust
and over streams and rivers
across the scarred and battered land,
now we sit happily
hand in wrinkled hand.

I love you my prince, Forever and always- Your Princess. <3