A Lonely Ode

Weeping stainless blood
All her lonely nights;
The Princess she awaits
The return of her Knight.

Her handsome Knight,
Very brave indeed;
Must fight his battles
On noble steed,
To master they say
The distant highlands,
On return to be
Crowned their King.

Their glorious love
From memories sweet,
Now haunts her down
Every lane and street.

Hand in hand,
In Castle Towns
They had walked around
In fancy gowns.
And roses aglow
May grow a hundred,
But never so dear
As her gifted red.

She prays to the moon,
She prays her stars,
She prays to see
The return of her Czar!
She curses the evil
Lord of the Time,
Who seems to walk
Snail slow his rhyme.
Her world has frozen,
Her little heart pains,
When memories haunt
On Castle Town lanes.

Teary pearls
Blur her sight;
The Princess she awaits,
The return of her Knight.