Once upon a time,

the Princess loved him.

prince

It was a fiery, passionate love.

A love of surprised gasps,

hot whispers

and soft moans.

Once upon a time,

the Prince loved her.

It was a fiery, passionate love.

A love of peppery slaps,

ardent kisses,

and long, sensuous nights.

But they were young,

too young.

In the heady tornado of their youth,

she became caught in the winds of his power.

Unable to see the beauty of her gift,

one too many times,

he was foolish.

One too many times,

she forgave him,

then couldn’t…

Hurried years have whistled by.

The Princess saw her once stunning Prince.

Memories of silk scarves wrapping her wrists,

black satin stealing her light,

flaming heat from his spanking hand,

and the soft, whispered promises…

that were never kept.

His armor was scratched and tarnished,

his once warm, gentle, strong hands,

were scarred and rough.

She searched her heart,

then peered through the dark, heavy metal,

attempting to see his.

It was sadder that she didn’t feel sad,

It was emptier that she saw nothing.

Once upon a time,

the Princess loved a Prince,

or did she?

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