You haven't seen him
How do I say this?
He's the one thing
You always wanted
In all those fairytales
But never knew
Until you saw him
For the first time
At the sunrise peak
Bathing in the light
That just feels right
The green feels warm
And the shine feels
It belongs right there
You see butterflies
Where he stands
And you begin to fear
What if he flies away
Or your hand goes
Through the image
That stands so near
And even these words
Feels unrealistic?
Don't they? Well friend,
You haven't seen him.
