The girl in the blue dress – Midas heart

On a dark winter night,
when the waning crescent shined,
I met a pretty princess,
for dinner and some wine.

We shared a few stories,
we exchanged a few laughs;
Lost in each others eyes,
like two unequal halves.

We sit here now,
under the stars,
holding one another,
covering up our scars.

Looking at her eyes,
twinkle in the night,
her crimson scarlet lips,
trembling ever so slight-ly;

An insatiable need to kiss them,
overpowering my soul,
a kiss for the fallen,
to carry into my whole.

But the demon that I am,
with a frozen heart, cold;
Every one I’ve touched,
eventually turns to gold.

Cold, lifeless and in a million pieces!

But tonight we kiss in starlight;
Let our worlds fall apart;
For the forsaken little princess,
and my Midas heart.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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