someday, your prince may come

so,
when i started writing this
you were there
waiting at the window bay
longing for a long lost love letter
which will never to be delivered

because it had sunk into the seamless sea
soaked with salted water
letterings unabled to be traced
where the handwritings had been
washed
and swept
by the soft movement of waves

softly
softly, and softly
the address was gone
and then the letters in the letter
alpahabelt by alphabelt,
punctuation by punctuation,
and lastly
'Yours truly,'
for whom who loved
and being loved
were dissolved
in this mass bluish bubbles

but who
knows
one day
the letter will be
delivered to the
only one

as stated on the
address
saying
'Dearest...'

so we shall wait
for one day.
your prince may come,
and may
he comes with
true heart and brave courage