Though the anger blazes through,
I could never dream of hurting you,
You my princess,
All gorgeous and fair,
I never shall forget,
The memories that flow back to me,
In warm summer air.
I cannot bare to see you hurt,
Though you walk right by me,
Not even a rustle in your skirt,
Not a nod as you pass me by,
No flicker of emotion in your eye.
I'll never know for sure,
Though I hope it to be true,
I hope you are mourning our lost friendship too.