Like the wind she flew

a poem by Sword Writer

Like a gust of wind in the wildest deserts,
she flew across my heart.
With the passion of fire,
she twisted me in her clutches of love.

She is the one like the princess of the angels,
the one with the most beautiful smile of all.
In the fires of heart, in the wings of time,
I fall to her, the queen of my heart.
The princess of my dreams.