we could be the fairies in fairytales
free in our make-believe fantasies
we could build a home
surrounded by picket fences
and have ourselves wrapped
in each other's embraces
but of course, it all start
with once upon a time
you've seen poetry,
graceful inside my eyes
when that time,
you're looking
at a soul of your kind
oh, serendipity only us
could understand
you felt so familiar
like I have always known you
almost every second is forever
say you see us being together
turn this story where
two princesses fell
and their love is felt
than there is to tell
the world would not believe so,
that you'll mean to me the universe
in another time,
I'll still love us to meet
from the first moment
until we end us,
unexpectedly plot twisting
and we'll be called a myth
YOU ARE READING
You remain dear, inside
Poetrywords are never enough to convey something too soulful. I will forever be a poet to unfulfilled promises, to unrhymed metaphors, to something so beautiful I long. for it so deep and enduring, for her, dear, inside me. for time, it lingers. for...
