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Silly Prince (I Want a Knight)

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Silly Prince.

With a crown of rubies–
no, sapphires–
for you know I love them.
With golden locks
falling in front of your eyes.
Such eyes, such a blue
with a captivating gaze
and clouds of thought
stolen from distant skies.

Silly Prince.

Such is this,
in a world left so cold
that you might still
sit tight on your throne.
Silly Prince
my sweet love,
with a wandering smile
might you only ask once
what you own?

Silly Prince.

My heart.

Silly Prince,
let love be,
forget the con and the crown
and be yourself,
if only just for me.
Silly Prince,
don’t you see,
what I desire most
is to forget your
vow of chivalry.

I want a sword set ablaze,
poised to protect my heart
and destroy all who might stand in my path.
With a brandish so fearsome
yet a smile, still there
and behind warrior’s pose, your old laugh.

Silly Prince,
kill your wall.
Let me tear it to bricks
and shatter to dust
on the ground.
Let the wind pick it up
and throw it to the trees
and save yourself from
a life previously bound.

Silly Prince,
won’t you please,
just do one thing for me.
Give up your place on
your facade of a throne.
You are no real Prince,
not in this world or the like
and I’d rather have
a knight of my own.

Lay down your sword, may I tap your shoulders?
Dub you lord of the land and my heart.
Silly Prince, Strong, Kind Knight
pray we may never be apart.

In battle, in your wars
fighting limb for a limb,
stripped of all, and I’d fight in your place.
Darling Knight of my own,
who has forgotten his throne,
on steed and stallion, in my heart you will stay.

In every new relationship, there’s that honeymoon phase. You know the one. Head over heels for your partner, see no flaws. He is perfect, in your eyes (or she, if you’re male). It’s when that phase is over that you really see if the relationship is going to work or not.

Personally, I don’t like the honeymoon phase. It feels fake. But that’s just me. Now what do princes and knights have to do with the honeymoon phase? Well, the prince is the perfection. The poem is designed┬áto portray the desire to switch from the honeymoon phase to the true relationship. It may seem like the narrator is asking her love to change, but in reality, all she wants is for him to stop thinking of her as perfect. It appears the other way around, being that he’s a prince, but he’s not supposed to represent love. The prince is the relationship itself. In the end, the narrator gets what she wants.