Dressed a muse.. a tall black goose ran rapid note in hand.. ‘Pepper’ never had a ruse just music for the band.. Royal in appearance.. rigid straight and true.. brought news of how the love flowed from minstrel BloodtearBlue..
Prince drank rum.. princess chewed gum.. both young awaited chance.. for dinner to be done then on to floor of dance.. where the wiggles giggles stories older than the realm.. back to times of evil fallen Satan had the helm..
‘Hold there darlings have a care for what you know is true.. remember what is seen composers write of what you do.. not intent.. how love was bent.. not read from uncles knee.. Live your childhood dreams written in reams.. fun felt.. and free..
Young princess mind.. first is once only.. each act seen for true.. prince take time.. write poems to read reveal love.. or loss blue.. smile of honor.. smile a hope.. dream in our fair land.. as wind howls from black skies lightning lights moonlit clouds grand..
Just outside our secret tunnel walk well of your own.. go you to ones just like you.. save not born to a throne.. feel the leather artisan.. works saddle.. silver fine.. young son watching.. learns to earn way for love in design’..
Pepper honked reminder paper binders etched in gold.. as two children go to worlds where things are bought and sold.. on to those of madness offended by each craft.. on to those let down in dreams.. the hearty man who laughs..
On to noises loud.. wars bloody proud.. wild worldly claims.. set you fine example.. finest you.. to trust.. the same.. onto worlds of laughter.. music played.. Pan’s silver flute.. a purpose true.. young woman.. your young man.. love loud or mute..
Senses high as you fly worlds new.. water and trail.. go you to your seas in life.. trim true and right your sails.. sound and smell will each minutes.. fate willed comes.. must be.. give your art you artisan.. your nature.. true and free..