He’s my prince charming, with dreams in his eyes,

Wants to crown me beneath soft, starry skies.

Yet doubts fill my heart, like whispers in halls,

What if I falter, and the kingdom falls?

“Stop wasting time,” he gently implores,

But my heart, a fortress, fears opening doors.

Will I ascend to his throne, embodying his grace?

Can I fulfil his dreams, or will I fall away?

His patience, a melody, soothes like a song,

Together we will conquer what feels right and wrong.

With every soft promise, he shows me the way,

In this dance of devotion, I long to stay.

Beneath the moon’s gentle glow, our futures take flight,

In this beautiful chaos, our love shines bright.

                                                                                     n♥_♥n