1 September 2012
On the cliff top stood my prince. Strong shoulders, and toned right through. Staring up at his fine figure, There was nothing I could do. I'm a mere peasant girl, And his head carries a crown. His head is filled with knowledge, Which'ud confuse me and make me frown. So from here I'll just have to watch. And do what he asks of me. For I'm merely his peasant girl. Never will our love be.
©Odd
Prince Charming • Opuss № I