A princess in your arms
was what I became.
I bathed in your warmth
- I'll never be the same.
Your princess I was
in a fairytale week.
It was wonder and magic
with no room for bleak.
Fantasy-reality
- We did have it all.
Brief it may have been,
but I was your princess at your ball.
(Itajaí - 24 May,2010)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem