Fairytale Dream 14 February 1999 Words fail to fill this page with the emotions captivating my head I agonize over each noun, verb adjectives have all been used, But what I feel is less cliché and more poignant, almost pungent if it was a smell. So how can the scent of your perfume seem new each time, or your smile make my heart skip a beat like the first instant you smiled that smile meant only for me? Eyes sparkling in a new light, cast not just a glance, but a spell like out of fabled stories of long ago when time was nothing ordinary but enchanted with princes and frogs each hoping that somewhere a maiden fair and true would lead them through the fairytale dream much as I look to you, my fair Princess to take my hand once more and dance to the music which plays for only me and you us, we in all our forms together, and yet one, sharing our hearts our minds, our very souls. Our laughter the accompaniment to the shuffling of our feet as we drift through the night like moonlight on calm waters, and I enter my fairytale dream with you.Birth sign: Not entered
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