The Love Dream

There were hills surrounding the forest and the prince stood idle,

He had a dream of faraway lands and beautiful princess,

The poking at the tree had lasted civilian protests as thought,

by the environmentalists to fell the trees of the forest,

Nonetheless princess was adorned in the love of rituals,

of fancy and zany clothes to the exquisite jewellery,

and she hardly spoke of vanity and desire for the prince,

The love ritual as was bold to douse the fire with water,

and none to see where the heaven is all mighty and strong,

Prince sent the lovelorn gift of a sapphire and the dancing stone,

which was met gladly by the silent throes of men and women,

The prince was naught with love for the blue queen and it was all in a dream.

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