Her smell lingers on like mist
as she left me, kissed
it was the farewell, a fantasy
something ever so warming to see
can it ever happen to me
maybe it is just me
just one of the tale
or a dragon fable
how i wish, i can be the prince
saving you, i have been thinking of you since.
Loving you always
somedays,
i will meet you in the cityways
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