I was reading my favorite poem,
You were riding your favorite horse,
Fate had decided for us to meet,
Only it wasn’t the correct hour.

I was twirling in my dress,
You held your hand out,
The stage was set for us to dance,
Only it wasn’t our song.

I had taught the animals to speak,
You were their sincere listener,
Nature arranged our conversation,
Only the words hadn’t heeded our call.

I was the Princess to guide you to the stars,
You were the Prince that fought through the wars,
Our Fairytale was perfect,
Only the Book left out our part.

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