Leda Lamour,
The Swan Princess
She rides their pony backwards, her eyes on
A present that dissolves and opens to
A crestallated castle where a swan
And princess live adorned in white and blue;
No dragons yet disturb their peace inside
These high bright fairy walls enrobed in cloud
Where ice-cream wishes will not be denied
And all her dreams of candy are allowed.
But, after, into this, came her fine prince –
He rode her way, and smiled a smile so sweet
That in no time she rode behind – now, since,
Her castle walls have been in fast retreat.
But, high before, her swan finds all her skies
And waits for her onetime adoring eyes.
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