Forbidden Love

I AM THE KING!
He slammed his hand
Across inlaid Mahogany
The goblets smashed
The Cook ran

But the peasant girl
Stood still and silent
Eyed him with her steel blues
She did not turn them
to the ground

And for the second time
he Slammed his fists down
And bellowed
I AM THE KING!

I AM!

She stood in her place
and showed him the face of a dove

WHO ARE YOU?
He screamed at her

I am the other side of your longing,
Your majesty

The others murmered "Poet"
"Scribe"

WHAT...? YOU...? HE YELLED

Nothing, your Majesty
I am No one.

And he looked at her, now
With her wings torn away

YOU ARE EVERYTHING I SHALL NOT WANT FOREVER!!

and inside her heart
the little bird
died (AGAIN)

With that, the elegant guests
All shook their heads
At the foolish girl
And the King threw back his head
And bellowed a wicked laugh

That evening, in the Kings chambers
The peasant girl was secretly brought to him again

And in the Kings bed,
He tucked his arm around the little wren
and kissed her neck
and proclaimed his secret love again to her

Her eyes
filled with his words

and tears spilled
down her face

you are my everything, he whispered