Poetry

A beautiful princess in black
wearing a crown in her head
with the dazzling stone of the beads
and a smile in your face that leads.
 
You live on a paradise
with a castle as your house
with your knights that endlessly guards
and your maid that always warns.
 
Walking along the dense street
my eyes caught a glimpse of a view
a glimpse that gives a portrait of you
which got stuck up on my mind.
 
But I'm just a simple man
living on a simple world.
You're a star yet I'm a land
that  I can't even lend a hand.
 
Yes, it's an impossible dream
of what i think is a fairy tale,
because we can't never be
'cause you're a princess and it was just me.