"A Journey Through The Eyes of A Poet"

Cinderella

I was Cinderella,

I lost my heart

in your hands that night

I was Cinderella,

you were prince charming,

it felt so right.

12 Am the clock strikes,

and your gone again.

I was Cinderella,

and your lips tasted like wine, and bad mistakes

but your skin felt like velvet and heartbreak.

I was Cinderella,

You had me falling all over myself,

trying to remember the difference between love and lust

I was Cinderella

for just a night, your tongue tasted like chocolate covered strawberries.

I was your fantasy

coming to life before your eyes.

I was your Cinderella

and you were my Prince Charming