My Hero Poem by ruhina reaz

Lying alone on my bed at night,
I thought how can I win that fight.
Within me burns a lonliness,
which can be fullfilled only by his lovliness.
Thinking when i am gonna meet him,
makes me think of only him;
thinking how he would be like,
makes me figure out a sketch alike.
Tall, dark, handsome he would be,
above all treasures he could be;
Loving, caring, and caressing me,
would be away from this world alone with me,
where would appear only he,
the HERO of his SHE! !
Riding on a white horse he would come
and holding his arms I would be drowned.
Placing feathery kisses, he would kneel down
And propose me to be his CROWN! ! !