Him
Not because he promised me the stars
A tour across the universe
Gold laden roads
Bed covered in flowers
Him
Not because he was a knight in shining armour
A hero who could kill many
King or a Prince
A messenger of God
Him
Because he promised me his truthfulness
His purest form of love
That he would devote only one
And that would be me
That he would adore only one
And that would be me
Him
As I recognised him by his vibes
And through his glances
Not by the richness
Not by the materialistic appearances
Him.
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