I saw him ride through whispering trees, A ghost in velvet, a prince in dreams. The wind held still, the forest sighed, And something deep in me came alive. He didn't speak, he looked, then rode— But left my soul with fire untold.
When he rode away, I felt the lava stir insi
The ball was bathed in candlelight, I danced in mask, lost in the night. His hand found mine, our rhythm slow, He saw my mask, not what I know. He whispered dreams with every spin, Unknowing who danced close to him.
But in his arms, my fire grew - he felt it too, he never knew.
But oh, we had to fight the flame, Bound by bloodlines, not by name. He, a prince of ancient stone, I, a girl the world disowned. We burned beneath forbidden skies, But love won’t bow to royal ties.