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Prince (For Emma)


We were chasing princes

Fireflies burning around us

The beaver was in our way

When we crashed through the bog

 

And we were kissing frogs

You gave me a sweet prince as a gift

A get well present when I was polluted and sick

A frog that kept a promise

 

A nagging question

Who should we love

The princes or the frogs

Which are chasing us

Which are kissing us

Which are keeping their promises

 

Which will dance with us

And  kiss us in rain

Even if the weather shouldn’t matter

Although it’s so Audrey

 

Weak ankles and broken hearts

Broken ankles and weak hearts

Weakening

Breaking

Weak

Broke

Weakened

Broken

From our ankles to our hearts

 

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