stairwells
she walked up
she came back down
don’t know where her heart is going
where is she going?
she walked up
but climbing down
way down so low
her eyes were looking for a golden key
she couldn’t find it
until she ended up at the one of the stairwells
she saw a broad handsome complexion
just glancing at her
with a golden key in hand
a bright smile lit up
gracefully walking towards her
it was her prince, her debonair prince
with a golden key in his brown hand
he unlock and open her heart
and let the beautiful fairytales begin
cos she loves him
and yet, she thank God he loves her too………..
6 comments:
nice
Kai: Lovely story. The stairwell is a powerful symbol in life. Our house is on one floor -- no stairs to climb.
ah, you are such a romantic!
lovely
always good to follow the heart - even when it climbs stairs
i like this kai
thank you
thanks:)
Beautiful symbolism, ppbfly.
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