cinderella
01/17/2005 06:59 a.m.
he exhales into my ear and says with broken breath
"i love the way you smell"
and he sinks his head into my chest, saying my name
(because he knows i like it)

and it feels nice to have him
under my arm
but i hate the way he looks at me
when it's time to go

i feel like cinderella because
at midnight, i have to leave
but he always reminds me that
i am a princess