Is Love A Fairytale?

To look into her eyes is a feeling unknown to others,
But for me, it is just another wondrous moment of desire.
To slide my hand through her aqua hair gives me such strength,
And yet makes me so weak at once.
I have gone from being a selfish prince,
To a loving husband and because of what?
Because of a strange, human emotion called love.
She was the first to introduce this powerful feeling to me,
And in time, I returned the feeling to her like no other.
I have decided that being powerful is nothing compared
To having the power to love.
And in the end, I know that only one power can overtake me,
The power of having feelings for the one I love.
So as I close my eyes and sleep now,
I uncontrollably listen to my wondering thoughts,
Reminding me of what I have in life,
A love of my own.
And as I slowly drift into a dream,
The wind whispers the name,
Bulma...