Cinderella, Please Don't Leave Me

The clock strikes midnight and

The golden girl that I've fallen for

Turns away

"I must go," she says and

dashes down the steps

before I can say a word

"Wait!" I wish to say,

but am too late

She is gone

Please don't leave me, Golden Girl

I wish, I wish

That I knew who you were

You, Golden Girl, are

glistening, glamorous, and glad

Dancing the night with me

Entwining our steps and

Entangling my heart and

Ensnaring me in your beauty

Eliciting my love

Please don't leave me, Golden Girl

How will I find you again?

How will I stay with you,

for as long as I can?

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