The Last Substantial Gift

(A finale poem for my Princepessa)
(Song of Solomon 5:2 & 8:6)

You think a short poem
Would be finished very fast.
But what makes this one so hard
Is that...well it's may last.

For without my Princepessa
I have no meaningful theme.
No need to write at all.
All other topics are obscene

This is by far the hardest thing
I've had to commit to writing.
My thoughts are so messed up.
My heart is tearfully dividing.

How am I to tell you?
What am I to say?
No way I can tell you.
It will ruin your day.

All I want is for you to be happy.
To be able to live your life.
To live with out worries.
To live with out strife

My feelings are great,
And yet yours don't seem to match.
I wish I could enter your heart.
But my problem is the latch.

PDC