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 familiar touch 

A ghost of a smile that hinted 

That there was once much more than this comfortable apathy, 

That their worlds were in the same hue tinted. 


The strings that bound them

Soon Unravelled and tore, 

And their fairy tale romance

Is now a cautionary story of yore.

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