Prince

My majestic prince,
There's loneliness in your eyes
I've been your most humble
I have presented you my best skill,
I have fulfilled your best wishes yet, you show in your eyes,
Disappointment, hunger for
something,
More divine, much more pleasant that of which I can't offer

Your eyes do not dance when I enter the room,
Your laugh so close to a unbearable chill
I feel I must work harder for you to acknowledge
I feel invisible, unworthy of your court
What my prince should I do to make you smile?

The thought of your lips against mine makes me quiver
Your eyes always had me in trance, there is no outside world
Your smile makes my skin melt with warmth
The feel of your hands sweeping my face makes me weak
I cannot think of anyone whom else I could devote to
You are my Prince

Summon me, my Prince
And I will do whatever it takes, whenever you ask
To make you feel overjoyed once more, for all times
As long as I am worthy of your call
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