written by Owen.
My Dearest Chloe, Princess of Happiness,
As Tuesday draws near and the sun makes its lazy rounds,
My heart beats louder with anticipatory sounds.
For soon I may journey, with hope as my guide,
To the realm of your laughter—where joy does reside.
Will the gates of your kingdom swing open for me?
Will I bask in your presence, sip imaginary tea?
I promise to arrive with a smile and good cheer,
And not overstay (unless snacks do appear).
Prepare the couch throne, or a humble floor seat,
For I come bearing charm and size nine-and-a-half feet.
Let me know, my bright star, if this visit is blessed—
So I may plan outfits and try to look dressed.
With love (and a touch of flair),
Owen, Creative Creator
Chloe’s response.
my dearest owen, master of flair
your letter of verse has filled me with grace
as tuesday comes at its hesitant pace
how long i’ve been hoping you’d ask for my hand
and resenting the distance of your faraway land
my kingdom is busy, but for you i’ll make time
providing laughter, joy and spare shoes of size nine
the teapot is polished and snacks do await
so please take a seat and fill up your plate
you may come dressed but it is not required
for your flesh has certainly creatively inspired
i’ll await your arrival, so witty and wild
with excitement ensnared in the gleam of my smile
with adoration, admiration and pretend cups of tea,
the holder of happiness
princess chloe :)