after a decade of waiting
he picks up his violin
with each swipe he speaks of
her sweetness and vulnerability
with each forceful stroke
he feels the torment of
two star-crossed lovers
and another man pines for a love
meant to be in this lifetime
those black, thick eyebrows
tell of his role as a warrior in her life
from every predicament
he always rides in time
to save the day and embrace the little ones
but his small eyes tell a sad story
giving up his princess to a prince
not greater than him because of riches
but because the queen-to-be sees
only warmth in the prince
when the princess falls prey
to a disastrous physical phenomenon
the prince is fighting war in another land
oblivious to the real struggle
his heart is about to face
the horse gallops and the knight returns
to attempt at saving the princess
the princess climbs high and tall
to place the wishing star on the tree
but she falls with tears in her eyes
the prince and knight both catch her body
alast, death waits the princess
nothing can be done now
true love can move the Grim
but it will not move Heaven's will