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Topic: Empty and Full (06/04/09)
TITLE: My Prince.
By Gloria Pierre Dean
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He loves me.
My prince loves me.
He calls me fair, lovely, his dove, perfect.
He is an expert with words.
Such poetry flows from his lips.
I am rooted to the spot, overwhelmed by his beauty.
Do I deserve him?
For I am a vine dresser and he, a king to be.
He makes me feel like a queen.
“Oh my fair one, my love, my dove.
How beautiful you are. You are flawless”
he said to me.
“Besotted” said my mother.
Our courtship has been so brief and intense.
He had to go on a journey, he said.
When he returned he could not find me.
I was too busy daydreaming when he came to my mother’s cottage
and missed the sound of him.
I sensed he was near, I rushed out into the streets looking,
They all thought I was mad and said so.
My heart is desolate, empty.
Like the empty barren cactus ridden deserts of Arabia.
For I cannot find my love.
Does he think that I no longer cared?
No deep well or flowing river of hope flows into my empty searching
heart. My eager eyes scan the horizon.
My avid gaze scorch the barren terrain that is now my life.
The bushy hillocks do not yield him up.
I return home weeping.
I fall asleep exhausted.
Perhaps tomorrow he will come.....
Maybe the dawn will bring him to me.
As dawn creeps over the horizon my eyelids open.
Hark! What do I hear?
Bells and hoof beats, the neighing of horses.
I hear a flurry of slippered feet and I rush to the door.
I will not miss him this time!
But alas, it is not him.
Day finds me dressing my vines.
Perhaps he has taken his flocks out to search for fresh fields,
Or perhaps as his flock are happily grazing in the valley near the still
waters he may think of me.
My empty heart aches for a sight of him, for the sound of him.
The vines offer little shade today.
Be still. I hear a noise. I see a flash of steel.
Yes, I see him. He is here.
He is alighting his horse.
He is running to me.
His arms are wide open as he reaches for me.
Such love in his eyes.
“Oh my love, how I have longed to be with you again” he said.
“I have been to see your brother and mother to ask for you, my lovely
dove to be my bride”
Now I can breathe again... I am full again.
For his love is stronger than death.
“I grieved, my heart grieved as I thought I’d lost you, my prince”, I
“Oh my lovely one, many waters cannot quench love, neither can
floods drown my love for you”.
His fragrant words oozed all over my heart.
“This treasure of your love now fills my heart.
I will keep you in my heart forever
and may I always please you as I please you now”.
We held hands and strolled to his waiting horse.
“Come, my bride, my fair one, my dove, let us make haste.
For you will never more tend the vines. For today we will wed and
you will be a queen, my queen”.
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