Those eyes met me midway
As I gazed across the grey lane.
The only colour that struck me
Was the deep blue in his eyes
I felt a strange longing to know that blue better,
As my steps drew me closer
I could see him smile.
His lips were rosy pink,
I knew that smile would trouble me later at night.
Beneath the mistletoe,
Under that heavy mask
Which revealed the glazing eyes,
We had had a dance.
I was a princess then
And now he is my prince!
To whom I'll hold on forever.
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PoetryA Caboodle. A brew of everything under the sun..or rather of everything in my head..!! MY LITTLE BEGINNING.
