In darkest of thoughts his arms were her escape
In puddle of thoughts he was her ripple stone....
Escape from reality, truth, his warmth were like
anesthesia for her pain
Pouncing of reality darted towards her but he
stood there like the knight in shining armor....
His eyes were source of strength his touch was
as soft as feather brushes your skin
giving reassurance of his presence in her dark nights.....
He was her escape from reality to fairytale
where she was his and he was her may it be for short
amount of time but in their fairytale she was his princess
and he was her king......
coming out of thoughts she woke up to reality, but when
she turned around just to find him holding her protectively
in his arms as if reassuring of his presence......
Feeling his warmth his princess drifted off in his arms soundly
and he stayed awake in order to protect her fairytale......
He was her escape from reality same way she was his soothing
bam that cured his unhealed wounds...... (describe this poem in 5 lines in creative and attractive way)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem