Princess

Princess

We sat there without speaking
Was this another imaginary fight
The emotions were old and creaking
And I asked what she would like

She said

‘I want to be treated like a princess
I want the world’s eyes to be on me
I want to be showered in gifts and platitudes
And be rich enough to get up and leave

I’m tired of this dog’s life existence
I’m so bored with forever staying at home
My willpower offers so little resistance
And my dreams have been stripped to the bone

I want to wake up alive in a four poster bed
With red roses scattered across the sheets
I want to be pampered and spoon fed
And have guests bring me jewelled treats

I want a wardrobe that takes me forever
Just to walk from one end to the other
I want a gadget that is so bloody clever
it removes your memory whilst I take a lover

I want to be swept off my feet in the morning
I want to be swooned and wooed as well
I want colours and sparks and no warnings
When I get thrown in my own wishing well

I want my reality to be easily disposable
And my fantasy to be my permanent bliss
I want everything I desire to be possible
And an orgasm wouldn’t go amiss’

I went to bed alone.

©SJ2010