Prince Poem by Eli J Tod

The first time
My 'Prince' came
He boasted the love of the world.

His big talk
Stopped me in my tracks
Naive and innocent though I was.

I looked in my heart and saw not
His reflection there,
Guilty sorrow

In my mind
As I turned and walked away.

My 'Prince' came again…
I was in love
In every sense of the word-

Blind, Deaf, Dumb,
Blissfully happy
My feet never touched the ground

Our lips met and I forgot to breathe.
The ocean rose
The day he discovered his heart
And that I wasn't in it.

I am a practiced skeptic
Pro in the business of 'Princes'
Riding off to the horizon

~Impossible~

The horizon being
An imaginary line that recedes
As you approach it.

Of the mysteries of life,
What is love?
And what

Is a Prince?