[bloody kisses]: 558.Creative Void (short stories & poems).Cupcake

I used to wish I could be a princess with beautiful flowing hair, live in a castle with white bricks tinted pink. I wanted to fall in love with a handsome prince who could make me feel like a princess on the inside. He would protect me. Until I fell in love, I did. My dreams spun around instantly to fit. Who would want some prince all done up in himself when you could have a beautiful maiden who changes the day to dawn and night to dusk? Bright orange bricks that the sunsets and rises would be encouraged by. Protection by sword weakens in wake of a beautiful voice inspiring a dragon of bright scales to guard us as we dance and sing and sleep together in our days. She’d have her short black hair in spikes all which way, covered in grey so her bright green eyes are emphasized, she would be mine - but with a broken heart no one should think of such. Wrapped in the arms of a stone cold father pretending to care, I can only pine for her warmth.

[7/16/08]