Prince Charming's Lament

What is there in life that can come even close to The dream that comes true when you hold in your arms The lithe form of a girl you first loved without knowing? New world in a dance that was born of hearts showing, In dusk’s fading light you learn more of her charms What was it that moved me to trust love so quickly Revealing a heart wanting much more than friend? When new day comes will trace of the evening still linger… Like blossoming smiles with the touch of a finger Emotions that dance when all melodies end. First evening that flowed so much slower than honey Is rushing with unseemly pace for the door Now I hear that she came to the dance in a pumpkin And with her escape I feel just like a bumpkin Her slipper of glass all I’m left to adore. Brian Johnston September 29, 2015