The Kiss of a Prince

She sparkles in the blue moonshine,
Glistening near the translucent lake,
As the swans and lilies gather around,
Patiently awaiting her awake.

Fireflies flickering about the cattails,
The salt marshes cease to calm,
As her majestic beauty commences,
Out of the icy mist rises her palm.

She gently waves to her prince,
Mystified by this benevolent moment,
Approaching with a tranquil serenity,
Defiance uplifts his wonderment.

The voluptuous touch of their hands,
Brings endearment and cries,
Spellbound by her unearthly charm,
She has him till sunrise.

The intoxicating kiss between them,
Ceases all cosmos and nature around,
As their tasteful lips depart,
Endorses a tenderness frown.

Pleasurable smiles in their faces,
They adorn a passionless gaze,
As hands around her waist,
They merge into a lustful blaze.

Gently fondling her luminous hair,
The gradual tilt of his head,
Brings their ravishing lips together,
Illuminating a fairytale unread.