Prince of the magic lamp, I wait upon the stars
For Someone to be my Saviour.
Constellations change with time, but the horizon remains empty.
No sign of a warrior, I sigh at the desert.
As strange as magic sounds, as dreamy as love can be,
I see you now, hoping you are not a mirage.
Not on a white horse, but a magic carpet you rode,
Bravely flying up to me.
You call yourself a prince of somewhere unknown.
I, your Jasmine, know you are the king of my heart,
Aladdin, you don't have to be a perfect prince
To be my Forever Love.
~ Suranya
(November 2018)
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