My princess complained about it
the lack of a poem a day i promised
yet the excitement kept me on my feet
that one to two emails a day, which i waited
No princess is no inner life nor feeling
my heart goes dead and gusting sadness
my lovesick and craze came unyielding
yet I live by the day of her aura of happiness
How many days more I have to anguish
with her love and touch I could abolish
-cj