Awaiting Princess
by Greg
You sit in the tower waiting, looking
Could this be the day he returns?
The fog is heavy and thick
You can barely see beyond the gates.
The only sounds are of birds and
An occassional wagon on the road
You sit and wait, hoping, praying
Your heart longing to see me,
To look into my blue eyes.
Suddenly, you hear the sounds of hooves,
Could this be it?
Are you imagining it
Like so many times before?
You gaze through the fog trying
Desperarately to penetrate the thick fog
Your heart starts pounding,
Your palms sweating.
Then, yes, YES, it is me
As I approach on my horse,
You see me sitting so proud and tall
For I have returned, returned to my
True Love and Passion.
You leap up from your seat
You start running down the steps of the
Tower, your beautiful gown flowing
Behind you, your lovely blond hair
Floating in the breeze behind you.
As you are running, you are calling out
In your Angelic voice, "Raise the gate,
Raise the gate, lower the bridge,
Lower the bridge."
As you reach the courtyard, your heart
Pounding like it would burst, I stop
My horse and dismount.
Am I as you remember?
My armour is not the shinest,
My horse not the whitest,
My sword not of the hardest metal.
But my heart is the strongest,
My soul the fullest of Love for you.
You run up to me, your eyes still the
Greenest in the kingdom, your
Heart the strongest,
The love for me the purest in the land.
For You are My Princess and
I, your Prince.
Your gown may not be the whitest,
Your hair not the longest in the land
But your heart is mine, as mine is yours
I dismount and remove my helmet
You look, YES, YES, his eyes are still
The bluest, his smile
The warmest in the land.
As I take you up into my arms,
I look into your eyes -- yes they are
The greenest in the land
I can feel your heart pounding as I
Hold you tight, tight against my armour.
We kiss passionately and with desire
As we break our kiss, I wipe the tears
From your beautiful face
A face I have dreamed about nightly
A word has yet to be spoken, none
Are truly necessary.
We walk hand in hand into the castle
I have been gone way to long
But I will go to the ends of the earth
For you, whether to defend your honor or
To bring you a small token of
My love for you.
But I am never far from home as long
As our Love for each other
Never, never leaves our hearts.
Submitted: June 3, 2001
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