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cinderella

by Emily Davidson

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
tonight, i am a princess

01/17/2005

Posted on 01/17/2005
Copyright © 2024 Emily Davidson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Melissa Arel on 01/18/05 at 03:24 PM

Sad but very sweet :)

Posted by Ginette T Belle on 03/11/05 at 04:06 PM

how lovely...

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