The princess waits on lonely ground
Beneath a mournful midnight sky
Lonely mists draw near and surround
Her in a heavy mournful sigh
My Juliet sits from up high alone
Ever waiting for her saviour
All too trapped by walls of stone
As she looks to me; her protector
I'd move the world for her if I could
I'd steal the clouds so we could hide
I'd change the world for her, I would
So we stood together, side by side
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Romance
PoetryA collection of my romantic poetry, long and short, smooth and sexy. Either way it hits the spot :)
