A/N: This is a poem I wrote for school, using the prompt: Write a poem that starts with "If only I'd known." So this is what I came up with. I think I should mention that the narrator is MALE, not female. I hope you enjoy it. It is a little depressing and-well, I'll stop writing and let you get on to actually reading it. XD I present to you, the tragic love story of a slave and a princess.

The Princess of Egypt

If only I'd known

You were her highness

Princess Selene of Egypt,

Then I wouldn't have

Approached you

That sunny day.

I wouldn't have talked to you,

I wouldn't have asked you name,

To which you giggled, and said, "Selene."

You then proceeded to tell me

That the dirt upon my face

Enhanced my cheek bones

And made my chin seem out of place.

You were not dressed like a princess,

For you had done away

With all your finery

For that day.

I thought you were very educated

For you knew the language

Of my people,

From whom I was taken from.

I still remember my hasty words of goodbye

As they tore me away from her.

A "goodbye mom" and a sad wave.

I had asked my captors, "Where are you taking me?"

"To Egypt," the man had said, "To be a slave."

If only I'd known

You were her highness

Princess Selene of Egypt,

Then I wouldn't have

Approached you

That sunny day.

We talked about water lilies,

About my goddesses and gods,

And your Amun-Ra

And your protector, Isis.

I showed you the beauty

Of the smallest things.

A ripple on the surface of the pool;

Small moments frozen in time.

You took my hand in yours

And dragged me to another garden.

In the shadow of an imported pine

Your lips kissed mine.

Next thing I know,

Your guards have me bound.

"This is forbidden!" they say.

I suffer blow after blow.

I hear your screams

As they drag me away…

Beaten and bloody,

They throw me in a cell.

"Why?" I ask quietly.

"For kissing her highness, Princess Selene." They say.

I gasp, and try to apologize.

But since when do Pharaoh's guards

Believe the statement,

"I didn't know."

As I sit here in the cell

Cold and stricken with fear,

I wonder what happened to you.

Did you get punished too?

My trial draws near

I wonder

Will you testify in favor of me

Or against me?

If only I'd known

You were a princess,

You were my mistress,

Then I wouldn't have let you kiss me

I wouldn't be in this mess.

I wouldn't have let you kiss me.

If only I knew…