Look into my eyes,
Search my soul within the dark core.
A few specks of floating dreams,
A dark ring of infinite beauty.
Drown in the sadness of murk,
A tale as I search for the perfect man.
For who makes me the better of myself,
That who shows my self worth with no effort.
That who loves with no flaunt,
For that who rains flowers with no clouds.
For him who creases a golden smile of reassurance,
For him who smells an aura of comfort.
For that which I slide towards content days,
And for which I snuggle in warm long nights.
Drown in my dark pools of want,
In which he doesn't mind being all day long.
And watch me reflect,
The stars in my eyes.
Search the dark forest of autumn leaves,
For that one bright Ray of sunlight,
For that Ray that had warmed my heart,
For that Ray which brightened the coldest corners.
In a matter of second,
Live an infinity of fairytale.
A prince for his princess,
A prince for his princess.
The dream of a teenager,
That she never outgrew.
Because no matter how many stories of brutality her eyes sought,
It never gave up on that one story of perfect true love.
That one perfect true love.
