The princess had one complain
Fairy tale is a mocking lie
The prince couldn't afford a sigh
No more of a fond glance
Only despair and silence
Some love did exist in her soul
She was lost in her own turmoils
He was not happy to pretend
No solace nor any delight
Spark was lost, the moment had fled
Bound together, anxious to be freed
Sidrah xx o(^-^)o
