{"id":378,"date":"2015-06-06T01:06:39","date_gmt":"2015-06-06T06:06:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/?p=378"},"modified":"2015-06-07T23:42:54","modified_gmt":"2015-06-08T04:42:54","slug":"young-prince-the-princess-and-the-king-a-semi-true-tale","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poemsforpatti.com\/love\/2015\/06\/06\/young-prince-the-princess-and-the-king-a-semi-true-tale\/","title":{"rendered":"Young Prince, The Princess, and The King (a semi-true tale)"},"content":{"rendered":"

There was a prince so long ago that was to one day be the king,<\/span><\/p>\n

A hazel-eyed princess within the clan he hoped would wear his ring,<\/span><\/p>\n

He met this maiden fair and true at an age unthought of in his time,<\/span><\/p>\n

A sweet fourteen beautiful lass when he approached her with “be mine”<\/span><\/p>\n

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She scoffed at him with unbelieving eyes that his words did not ring true,<\/span><\/p>\n

His reply to her spoken desperately, “my beautiful girl, I’m in love with you,”<\/span><\/p>\n

So beautiful she was this young princess that he feared his worth too small,<\/span><\/p>\n

I swear to you my Lady of “Hazel Eyes” I will one day be a greater man so tall,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Sneaking away anytime she could as she and her sister rode the chariot to town,<\/span><\/p>\n

Her sister despised the prince as he had rejected her and she wanted him down,<\/span><\/p>\n

Fair princess couldn’t be deterred as her heart beat hard when he came near,<\/span><\/p>\n

And he lost all his strength, his composure too, appearing as if drunk on beer,<\/span><\/p>\n

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His father the King of Chill said earn your due so the prince had to toll for a fare,<\/span><\/p>\n

It seems all odds were against the prince of brown eyes with black and curly hair,<\/span><\/p>\n

Her parents saw him to be another prince seeking but a notch upon his sword,<\/span><\/p>\n

She became a maiden no more that year as secretly they gave each their word,<\/span><\/p>\n

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The rigors of war called him to train and he left her permission to play,<\/span><\/p>\n

His heart so weary to depart with death so near he said this in a loving way,<\/span><\/p>\n

Fear not my angel, I swear to you someday you’ll wear my wedding band,<\/span><\/p>\n

One day after two years away he found her as she rode across the land,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Her eyes filled with joy as she asked him to sneak away as they did before,<\/span><\/p>\n

A secret kiss that ignited their souls questioned what they were living for,<\/span><\/p>\n

“I’ve missed you so much,” he said to her, “but I must return to battle again,”<\/span><\/p>\n

But something had changed for the two as true love began to grow within,<\/span><\/p>\n

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The long kiss farewell brought teardrops to fall inside his lonely heart,<\/span><\/p>\n

Each time they stole away together something came to tear them apart,<\/span><\/p>\n

From parents to a call to duty there was always a new burden to bear,<\/span><\/p>\n

This time, though, something was new as their true love began to flare,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Letters he wrote were stolen away and hidden by the beauty’s mother,<\/span><\/p>\n

She had always fought and pushed that her daughter would marry another,<\/span><\/p>\n

A warrior fighting in a faraway land must have hope and a will to survive,<\/span><\/p>\n

Without the feelings of true love the prince may not come home alive,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Villains of the foreign land detained young prince and brought hell to bear,<\/span><\/p>\n

While at home nightmares and fear of loss brought fair princess to prayer,<\/span><\/p>\n

Somehow she envisioned him in the worst of ways, bound and hanging on a wall,<\/span><\/p>\n

The truth of that chamber were horrors so fierce she couldn’t envision them all,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Sadly, he did hang upon the wall and whips laced his flesh with welts and pain,<\/span><\/p>\n

While he endured the whip and dislocation of joints he whispered her name,<\/span><\/p>\n

I cry to you my long haired beauty and pray I can survive each day one more,<\/span><\/p>\n

As light faded to a dimension unknown he would see her open his cell door,<\/span><\/p>\n

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She’d pray for him desperately at night as she feared something was amiss,<\/span><\/p>\n

And he would slip away in his mind to find her and steal away for one more kiss,<\/span><\/p>\n

As his life slipped away he heard music of violins play when a vision of her came,<\/span><\/p>\n

Was it a vision he saw for it was she the princess he had asked to take his name,<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

His father the King and his mother did what was necessary to secure release,<\/span><\/p>\n

Agreeing to do as necessary and ordering that the captivity of a spy would cease,<\/span><\/p>\n

So frail upon his return they thought his torture may remain within his mind,<\/span><\/p>\n

His treatment upon the rack questioned his ability to walk and his sanity to find,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Months of treatment by the medieval doctors as well as wizards and priest prayers,<\/span><\/p>\n

Brought little hope until one day he cried and announced let me be, my heart despairs,<\/span><\/p>\n

So distraught he was as he fought tears of loneliness, despair, and emotions unknown,<\/span><\/p>\n

He wept for she of hazel eyes and long flowing hair, the only love he had known,<\/span><\/p>\n

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Word came that she had sought his release and had been praying for his return,<\/span><\/p>\n

The prince was encouraged, he so needed but a chance that her love he might earn,<\/span><\/p>\n

When recovery seemed sure, an infection set in and our prince fell within his mind,<\/span><\/p>\n

He had suffered so long it seems the energy to recover was impossible to find,<\/span><\/p>\n

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He awoke into a world of rose gardens with trees of perfection all around,<\/span><\/p>\n

The gold pathways were wide and true and he soon heard a heavenly sound,<\/span><\/p>\n

Laced within violins and harps in play he heard the hazel eyed girl’s voice,<\/span><\/p>\n

“What are you doing here young prince,” his reply to her was he had no choice,<\/span><\/p>\n

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My Prince of Chill, what is it you seek in this land you have run away to,<\/span><\/p>\n

I’ve heard her voice nearby, it is her no doubt, but she sounds similar of you,<\/span><\/p>\n

He crumbles within as he feels her touch upon his skin and her kiss on his face,<\/span><\/p>\n

Return to me I beg, my prince, when suddenly he woke looking about the place,<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Soon young prince regained mind and strength that he may return home,<\/span><\/p>\n

Wonderment filled his head as he thought of hearing her when he was alone,<\/span><\/p>\n

The land of his father had near forgotten the prince as he returned unknown,<\/span><\/p>\n

From nowhere came the princess of two years past and her happiness was shown,<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

To be the king of chill was his right although he never saw himself as a leader,<\/span><\/p>\n

Her steed came to rest near the prince and his heart awakened to forever need her,<\/span><\/p>\n

Tears filled his heart but his eyes didn’t betray him as they both asked about a letter,<\/span><\/p>\n

To see her beautiful face was a dream fulfilled only a kiss could have been better,<\/span><\/p>\n

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What are you doing here, young prince, don’t you realize that you have a choice,<\/span><\/p>\n

My Prince of Chill, what is it you sought in the land you ran away to, your voice?<\/span><\/p>\n

With those words she spoke, young prince remembered them from his mind’s fall,<\/span><\/p>\n

I must leave once more, my princess, for I fear I must answer one final call,<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Will you return to me once more, young prince, that I may again be in your hold,<\/span><\/p>\n

He packed the bags and all belongings and vacated the castle as he had been told,<\/span><\/p>\n

Her last word of “Promise” played in his mind, her word of fear rang in his head,<\/span><\/p>\n

And once again he rode away, when he would rather remain with her instead,<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Time dragged on yet young prince did return with new chariot and gold in hand,<\/span><\/p>\n

It seems while gone he realized his father’s departure left no king of this land,<\/span><\/p>\n

Chill had no king yet our prince’s main desire was to have the princess in his life,<\/span><\/p>\n

Again, she found the prince but this time she boldly said, “prince make me your wife,”<\/span><\/p>\n

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Soon at last, a celebration of love rang out across the land of the prince’s marriage,<\/span><\/p>\n

Together they went to celebrate their honeymoon and left in a handcrafted carriage,<\/span><\/p>\n

The rules of the land stated that when the prince took a mate he became the king,<\/span><\/p>\n

He had endured so much to be with the girl he loved, he was at last, the…<\/span><\/p>\n

Chillking.<\/span><\/p>\n

The end, by Pat for Patti. I love you my angel.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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