not all that unique in this world so vast.
There's a timid little dream in my heart,
fragile and afraid of your slightest frown.
If you would smile at me, my soul would soar
and I would wish us together at last.
To be by your side, that's my wished-for part,
though upon your brow I'd place my queen's crown.
The fear of pain keeps guard outside the door
that could lead us both to joy free of past.
This work by Ronald Mina is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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