Fairytales

Yet another one of my unoriginal and cliche poems.

Fairytales are jealous,
As they watch us from the books.
The moon and stars that shine
Give us dirty looks.

For we, my dear,
Glow brighter than they could ever dream.
We’ll set this world a blaze,
Show them love like they’ve never seen.

The wind is envious,
Of our sweet nothings floating in the air.
The sun is coveting
The flames of which we share.

So sit back and enjoy,
You might want to take notes.
This one is forever,
And that’s my final quote.