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A dark beautiful princess stands before me.

Do I dare speak to her?

Dare I touch her to see if she exists,

Or if she is just a figment of my imagination?

Her skin is pale as fresh snow,

And her hair dark as night.

Her lips are the color of ripe cherries,

And her nails perfectly manicured.

I stand here unable to take my eyes away.

My heart beats wildly in my chest,

Wanting nothing more than to embrace her,

And never letting her go.

My mind begs me to speak,

But my lips will not move.

I am drawn to her,

As a moth is to a flame.

She only stands a few feet away,

Yet I cannot see her eyes.

If I could glance into her soul,

Perhaps I would finally know,

What she would want,

And for me not to dwell,

Here in endless indecsion.

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dreamwalker111
04:07 Jul 07 2010

beautiful...awesome imagery...it sets the scene vividly:)

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