His Appearance

His appearance was eye-catching

As he was dressed elegant,

The dress was made 

Of the thread of love.

His face was filled 

With a string of courage,

A shine upon his face

Was tough enough to trace,

She lost with the glance of the sight

Though he hadn't met her eyes.

He looks like the prince 

Who was being captured in her dream,

She wished she could grab the moment

But the time went fast and everything goes in vain.

Time has gone but not the memory

The person she knows is now a story.