Gracious in her pride,
The princess sighed in gratitude;
As the prince in full blossom,
Flowered his love in plenitude.

Engulfed in leaves of green,
The blue clouds of sunny spring,
He caressed her rosy breasts;
They reveled in the naked swing.

As the prince dreamed in harmony,
Of a melody, pristine and clear -
The pangs of feminine notes,
Overflowed her iris; she smiled a tear.

And at night, He arrived like a storm -
Dark and brave in his vanity,
Swept her with his scorching youth,
As she denounced her morality.

Blinded by vulnerability -
The princess lost her innocent glee,
Delved into the dark secrets
And sold her at the Devil’s knee.

The hourglass cracked; as the prince
Broken by the treachery,
Found himself in his oar-less boat,
Amidst the river, ash and dreary.

The prince, in drenched eyes, 
Abandoned his sanity,
Mourned for his lost love,
Behold the cruel destiny!

updated by @americymru: 11/19/16 08:39:43PM