chris frank

A princess on Dragobete

Finding her position, finding her peace,

The princess drifts into a dreamless sleep.

Not sad, not happy her life rolls on 

While all the while, in distant shores 

Her love lies waiting, her life lies frozen. 

They all await while she makes her leap. 


A day for lovers, she wakes without him 

A day for her to see her future drift away. 

Only she, with her lovers help 

Can stop the clock, make her dreams believable.

A dream they know will light their lives up,

A dream she knows is closer than she dares to think 


In her heart she knows where she should be 

The man she knows will protect her dreams. 

A field of gold, a blue hand of sapphires, 

An unreal proposal he would make whole.

On Dragobete she should be the princess,

She can tell the prince, she can make it real. 

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