Princess

Who are you, fair maiden
that wakens my pulse,
that stirs my heart
and shortens my breath?

Such beauty imprisons my eyes
and forbids them to look beyond.
Are you a princess
the beautiful child of a king?

run away with me
to a far away land
where person and position do not matter
where poverty and riches hold no man.

I am not a prince
and I never will be
Yet, I am a man pure and true
Willing to die for your love

If you will not leave
then promise me your love,
for such would give me hope
and the will to live again.

11.06.1997