Not a Fairytale.
But it might as well be.
For the glass slipper fit,
Perfectly upon thy foot.
The dragon hath been slain,
With the passion I feel for you.
Your smile is the kiss,
That turned frog to prince,
My words the kiss,
To awaken you,
From poisonous apples slumber,
Of past lovers wrongs.
Forever only happens in story book times,
Happily ever after as well,
Only in nursery rhymes.
But in life and love,
So it be true,
My life, My love
Dill death is for you.
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