The poem I composed,
But will she say yes?
Will another Knight taker her soul?
Skipping I go,
Towards the school,
Smiles chasing me and joy filling my veins,
But will she even be here?
Will her perfume even fill the rooms?
There I see her,
Beauty at its finest,
Surrounded by her companions,
But her standing out like diamonds,
But will I have the courage to walk to her?
Will my feet even point to her divine direction?
No time to lose,
The question I shall give,
Her answer will definitely be
What I have dreamed about.
Would you like to go to the prom as my Damsel?
No.
I win.
Edward Jemes
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