I met a …

I met a …

                                 By Dylan Bell.

I met a boy called Star.

His eyes were as deep as time itself

every word he whispered was a clue

to unlocking the universe’s secrets.

I met a girl called Gold.

Her shining daffodil hair swayed in the wind

she had a voice as soft as the clouds.

I met a prince of night.

His hood covered a face of darkness

his voice an echo of the moon.

I met a princess of darkness.

Her eyes could see the abyss around us

she will have to choose between the light or the darkness.

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