On
the balcony of my fairytale castle,
I’m
waiting for my prince charming to arrive.
The
wind is rushing through my hair,
Bringing
all my senses alive.
I
frantically search for his distinct shadow,
As
I look into the distance,
I
check my watch a thousand times,
Ignorant
of my own persistence.
Finally,
I hear the horses trot
As
they gallop in my direction,
Never
have I felt such a giant knot -
But
I know this feeling is perfection.
He
sweeps me off my glass-slippered feet,
Looks
into my eyes transparent,
And
without whispering a single word,
His
love is most apparent.
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