In all that hurry she slipped and lost her shoe.
The Princess was Cinderella and the next day she was again a maid.
The Prince was lonely. He knew he had found his mate.
The Prince had a problem. He knew Soul-Mates are hard to find,
We look at the beauty, the shape and the grace;
You have to look for the Aura and the chemistry of your candidate but nobody taught you this;
She is your most precious treasure and you have to look for her with all your might,