My Darling Prince

He smelled like joy

And freshly baked cookies

His warm body against mine

Eased my mind

Yet the weight of a body, a spirit 

Without realizing its power and glory

Drags any possibility of adventure 

Or excitement 

Down to the ground

The hope of prancing on clouds

Soaring across rainbows

And bathing in waterfalls


You could never give me

What I need.

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