As I stepped in the
humid breeze of garden,
Moon eloped the casted
shadow that glisten,
Grass kiss my
barefoot,
Even Tulips feel my
warmth to their root.
Silver gown I wore,
Shimmering under the
stars, and never an eyesore,
My prince in uniform
of a knight,
Glimmers even in the
realm of knight.
As I walk near him,
With eyes staring and
hands reaching,
I can almost touch
him,
Only then I realized
and woke up, ‘twas just a dream.