Prince my dark my witty my intense Prince.
How I wish you were mine I were thou art yours.
Wishing I could taste your lips thou i bet there sweet.
Wishing I could touch your skin I bet it to be soft.
I wish I dream that u would be my prince and I beyour lady.
My heart is already starting to beat for u it whispears your name.
When I speak of the one I want your name is on the tip of my tounge ready to brust out.
For my sadness I can not speak of u for you are not mine.
It may be lust beautiful lust but I no it could be love.
Wishing I could hold u to feel u breath.
Thee so far me not near.
My wishes are but wishes.
My dreams simple dreams.
My want for u is real my Prince.
My want to love u is real my Prince.
The way my heart race when i see and think your name my prince is very real cuz i feel it...