she held the dream close to her heart
from a very tender age, she felt
that someday a prince will sweep her away
a prince not keen about horses and limousines
just a man who breathes
and lives her tale of love.
she kept the search, she looked for him
in everyone of their eyes, she looked
she often times fell for cons and tricks
impostors ready to devour what she bore
still, she hoped as she cried,
she slept with her faith;
...when dreams came true, she said "i do"
she loved the hope that came to life
her friends were pleased for her as well
alas! her love, to have and hold.
a year gone by, the weather changed
the clouds of doubt where home again
why does he smile at drapy drapes
what makes his eyes cold as ice
she walked as she thought,
she prayed she was wrong
she even saw a twinkle in another's eyes...
what dreams made of deludes her still-
she strides on in search, she courts the wind for a Change...
These days, I see a certain smile on her lips
I dont dare ask what her secret is...
my hope is just what i think it is...,
that now she's at home with her case...and
she knows the password - that to love is to Breathe!
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