cinderella fail

she dances in fluid time
each 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


Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2015-11-27 at 04:51

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very nice. Maybe she has not read the tale.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
ah, a twist on the outcome. well rhymed!