A fairy tale tragedy
A prince of the north, A Princess of the east Did once upon a time Embark on love’s feast. Their story was rife With passion and plight Till one fine day Cupid regained his sight His golden arrow, It had missed its mark; His aim, while true, Was lost in the dark They weren’t for each other, Of two different worlds One was salt and soil The other pain and pearls. But such was their story On that fateful night When reason was lost And wrong made right. It could never last, They whispered at dusk Her floral perfume Should never have mingled with his musk. Their prophecy was true For it soon came to be That love no longer enchanted And their hearts were set free. Dawn brought a new day Of indifference and woe So poignant that they wondered What of each other they truly know? A stranger with a fam...