Grey Prince
The Grey Prince of Romance, holds out his hand.
If you dance with him, he will steal your heart.
He is not from here, he's from a dark land.
Once you have loved him, he'll want every part.
There have been, many young girls led astray.
If you dance with him, he will steal your heart.
Like a skilled actor, he has a part to play.
Your color faded, with each smile and kiss.
There have been, many young girls led astray.
You believe nothing, can compare to this.
The touch of his hands, the feel of his lips.
Your color faded, with each smile and kiss.
You feel his power, the thrust of his hips.
Love that's imagined, a heart that turns grey.
The touch of his hands, the feel of his lips.
All of your colour, he will take away.
Love that's imagined, a heart that turns grey.
The Grey Prince of Romance, held out his hand.
Stealing your color, for his own dark land.
A Poem That Time Forgot.
Dedicated to Yanny, thanks for letting me weave a story with your Grey Prince of Romance.
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2012
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