Thee fell from a slippery cliff.
A cliff that never showed mercy on thy ribs.
Fatal incident near the tormented sea.
With his heart racing against time he went straight into thorns that prick.
His lover came running down to trade pain for the heart of thee.
But she couldn’t recognise the prince that was birthed through a frog kiss.
To console him she gave him a deceptive kiss on his torn lips.
He then whispered softly into her ears that he is an immortal being.
And won’t be crippled by a mere fling.
Inside his heart that is now full of spite once germinated a seed.
But was kept discreet and that turned him into a viscous being.
He took a long breath and that was the end of him.