stairwells
she walked up
she came back down
don’t know where her heart is going
where is she going?
she walked up
but climbing down
way down so low
her eyes were looking for a golden key
she couldn’t find it
until she ended up at the one of the stairwells
she saw a broad handsome complexion
just glancing at her
with a golden key in hand
a bright smile lit up
gracefully walking towards her
it was her prince, her debonair prince
with a golden key in his brown hand
he unlock and open her heart
and let the beautiful fairytales begin
cos she loves him
and yet, she thank God he loves her too………..
~
© Kai C. 2008
6 comments:
I don't care what anybody says, fairy tales sometimes do come true, if you just believe :-)
Peace and Love,
Alizé (LoversA.blogspot.com)
LOVE LOVE LOVE this!
You have captured a sweetness that so often is lost in love songs. I am so feeling this.
Sweet and beautiful dreamer!
Lovely :o)
thank you
Brought back memories of the sweet confusions & befuddlement;-).
thanks capcity
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