cinderella fail
she dances in fluid timeeach step a perfect rhyme
to the drumbeat of my chest
in her embrace well blest
soft music fills the air
fragrance adorns her hair
when she leans in, near
dispels all my former fear
upon that chime of midnight
footsteps fade in dimming light
not a glass slipper left behind
perhaps it's done to be kind
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Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2015-11-27 at 04:51
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