In my dreams,
I saw your reflection in the fountain
As I swirled the water with my finger
The stars are shining upon us tonight
The night air carried a sweet perfume
We are caught up in its torrid current
You held my hand
As we walked...
We came upon a wishing well
You reached inside your pocket
And retrieved an ordinary coin
I took it
And turned it into an extraordinary wish
Closing my eyes, I heard a plop
And woke up.
March 20, 2009
March 13, 2009
March 12, 2009
March 9, 2009
Fairy Tales
Are simply just that.
But there's something magical about them.
Making you feel like you've lived in a dream
All your life before
And they strike up a hope in your heart
Yes, you can't relate them to real life
But the way they make you feel;
You're a princess already.
But there's something magical about them.
Making you feel like you've lived in a dream
All your life before
And they strike up a hope in your heart
Yes, you can't relate them to real life
But the way they make you feel;
You're a princess already.
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