Are you my prince, I often wonder
I sit here and ponder
And can not say for sure.
Why is it that I am so drawn to you?
I see your soul shining bright and pure.
It beckons to me
Like the flickering light
At the end of a long dark tunnel.
Within your light I find warmth and comfort
As I have not found in any other
Yet I’m sad, what a bother.
You speak of dragons
I speak of unicorns
But together we dream of a world
Where wizards live in castles,
And magic and power abides
Take my hand and be my friend
As we cross the stars on our journey home.
Just maybe, maybe when we arrive
We’ll turn, one to the other and realize
That the magic between us
Was that of two souls who love one another.
~♥ ivonne p montijo ♥~© 2012