Am I dreaming,
For what I'm seeing?
A work of art,
Indeed, struck my heart.
I took a breath,
Sword unsheathed.
However, arms're shaking
I ain't fighting.
Instead, I'm admiring
Just how wonderful it is?
Oh, am I falling?
Cupid, what is this?
Thy eyes, full of tricks!
Or was I sick?
Nebula, it feels
Nebula, mesmerizing indeed is.
Undoubtedly, thou art lovely
You shine like stars in night sky
To reach those glances are a dream,
To take the chances are of seem.
Elvis I was, Take my hand~
For I can't help myself,
Reality though, struck like magic wand
You're Princess, I'm the elf.
Perhaps, there's a time,
You and I would rhyme
Stare at the moonlight sky,
When pigs fly.
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