Prince of Neverland

"And now I pronounce you . . .”


And all the fairies,
With magic dust,
Will make me fly,
High to the sky.

Stars will dance,
The moon will sing,
Beautiful symphony,
Of immortal life.

There we meet
The ghosts and me,
To forgotten times,
Will travel around.

No tombs, no corpses,
Only shadows,
And white spirits,
Partying to eternity.

Great, great ball,
Balloons, no masks,
Fancy dresses,
Starry night.

A planet I’ll marry,
Happily ever after,
To the end of time
In a joyful ride.

Martín Ochoa
16/Ago/07