Cinderella, Please Don't Leave Me
The clock strikes midnight and
The golden girl that I've fallen for
Turns away
"I must go," she says and
dashes down the steps
before I can say a word
"Wait!" I wish to say,
but am too late
She is gone
Please don't leave me, Golden Girl
I wish, I wish
That I knew who you were
You, Golden Girl, are
glistening, glamorous, and glad
Dancing the night with me
Entwining our steps and
Entangling my heart and
Ensnaring me in your beauty
Eliciting my love
Please don't leave me, Golden Girl
How will I find you again?
How will I stay with you,
for as long as I can?
This poem is about:
Our world
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