I’m standing on the spiral stair case in a magnificent hall Wearing the gothic dress that I bought for the ball It’s long and flowing, laced and of coarse black At the bottom of the stairs you’re waiting for me And I gracefully float down for all to see. You take my black laced hand and touch my face You’re the only one I notice in the expansive space We’re now dancing in shadows of flickering light Holding each other close, holding each other tight You kiss my neck and then touch my face Then kiss my lips in a loving embrace Time stands still whilst we are together Feels so good, it seems like forever I look at the clock, that cannot be right But the bells start to chime, confirming midnight But there’s no need to leave From the ball tonight I’ll be with you my prince For the rest of our life.
Posted on: Tue, 27 Aug 2013 11:09:24 +0000
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