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Dec 2013
I saw your gold eyes
Through the thick brush
Staring me down,
As if to ask if I wanted to dance.
You led me through the woods
To an unfamiliar place.
A sliver of moonlight was peeking
Through the leaves.
Others started showing up,
Like it was a big ball
Out here in your woods.
I was Cinderella,
And you were my beastly prince.
"Please kiss a frog,"
I asked you,
"So you can turn into a prince."
But you looked at me with those bright eyes,
And I knew you already were my prince.
The gold moon
Finally started peeking through,
So we danced.
We danced in the moonlight
Until the whole moon
Shown through the leaves.
Then you howled.
I knew it had to be another one of my dreams.
But deep down,
I knew it was true.
I was dancing with wolves.
Written by
Bailey Cahill  Wonderland
(Wonderland)   
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