Fairy Tale

Love was not at the first sight, rather more of a first shyness.
You were there --- in front of me
with a bouquet of pink roses tied with a bright pink ribbon.
It was awkard to look in your eyes.
I was shy and just smiling away.

Love was not the first touch, rather more of an understanding.
You were quiet --- by my side
with a pile of books all of which I would love to read to no end.
It was comfortable to be next to you.
I was content and just wondering my destiny.

Love was not the conquer all, rather more of acquiring bit by bit.
You were patient --- together with me
with a shinning armor over a white horse.
It was my fairy tale come true.
I was loved and all that I wanted to be.

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