I Want The Charming Prince Poem by Ianne de Angel

I can stop to dream about the charming prince
I just can't figure out that He's just a dream
I don't want to trust it, I want to keep it...

I had any boyfriend
But I'll never apprehend
I know is hard to understand
But I can't hold any other hand
I keep to wish a prince...

If you're romantic
The kind very ironic
Who hates to dance
Who's tired of friends
Who just want to get into a passion...
Then, call me!

I know
There's no
Charming prince
But he's on my mind
I know that he'll I'll find
So, I'll keep being blind
If you want to have romance
If you are not good in dance
Then, call me!
Call me!
I'm waiting you