For the love of my princess....

A girl with ebenholz dark hair, and eyes deep as an ocean, i stood there maybe for a life time and drowned in her eyes while she was smiling.
Her smile could easily melt the hardest steele that was made by a barbarian blacksmiths hand.
the drowning in her, i felt no pain, no struggles after life that was fading. I dident feel no pain.

I felt gods love thrue her eyes. But there she stood, all silent and wonderful.
I smiled becouse her look drilled in my heart like the fastest sharpest arrow that was relised from the bows string by the sharpest shooter in Notthingham.
There the pain was, the pain to only be able to see her 1 second and know that she might never again be back.
The pain that kills wich hunter as it self on a one beautiful morning.

The silent bound we shared between was beautiful as much as it gave the heart its pain.
If i dreamed now, i would never again want to wake up.
The girl with ebenholz dark hair and the look that erased every other girl that had gone me by, there she was.
And the only thing that stood between our bridge was the world, the world beyond valleys and mountains and rivers, but still i saw her for one second, then she was gone, maybe for now, maybe for ever....

Its strange how a man lives day after day, houers after houers for only this one second moment, how he burns in hope to just meet her once more, if only for once more...
The man she looked upon, was crying, not becouse of the pain, becouse of her beauty, and the moment he felt.
There she was, maybe now, maybe never again.... who knows if not god.

One day i hope we can meet again and spend the night in romance, one day i hope...
... if she dident forgot his love for her, then maybe, just maybe she will again meet him, in same magicall moment as before...