Friday, October 8, 2010

He. She.

'Hey'. The perfect voice greeting with the perfect smile.
'Hi.' The prince hesitating, bowing to the love of his life.
Rushes and picks her up, circling next to the fountain.
She adorable, dipped her feet in the water, now looks with those mischievious eyes.
The love he feels, he could die for her, kill to make her happy.
The way she feels, he is her angel, her one and her only.
The one that keeps her safe, makes her smile.
He sighs and she melts at their embrace.
She glides, behind him as he leads her away.
Stealing glances they reach the top, this tower.
The place they met. Where their love intertwined.
When the only thing he saw was her, she had nothing to think about but him.
He watched her sleep, she dreamed of him.
Its just them and this dream they live.
Barely speak but they're in love.
Whats a language next to love?

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