Princess June
Sun kissed skin with auburn hair
Flower crown in place of ties,
Flowy fabric barely touching
The flawless skin,
In fear it may cause a bruising.
Winsome smile lights up the enormous night's sky
& even make the stars fade their shine.
Her words are music to ears
One could play on repeat for years.
Not a crease of frown
Sadness is something she was untouched from,
One may surrender in the embrace of her beauty easily
But yet love is something she never spoke of,
Maybe that's her secret.
She lived & loved (for) herself only
Lovers? She had umpteen.
But her heart only belonged to one
That was, herself.
My beloved dear princess June.
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