The Lovestruck Troubadour

He stood infront of his beloved    
his green eyes fixed upon her lovely face    
She was as pretty as can be    
He told her she looked    
stunning in her lovely dress    
her hair all done up in braids    
   
And so he kissed his darling's    
willing lips then he caressed    
her face with both hands    
She smiled at him again    
and made his lovesick heart    
do cartwheels in his chest    
   
He slipped one hand into    
the pocket of his leather vest    
He brought out a ring  he    
worked hard to acquire    
He'd saved all his small wages    
in a little box he'd made from clay    
   
He held the tiny  ring up    
to her face and gazed deep    
into her precious eyes and said,    
"I'm just a lonelyTroubadour    
I've nothing much to offer you    
Still my heart beats for you alone,"    
   
   
He took up one of her hands    
and slipped it on her ring finger    
He said, "I will love you always and    
It would honor me to take you as my wife    
He watched the tears well up in her eyes  
He saw them start to fall down her cheeks  
   
She said, "It breaks my heart in two    
but  it would be impossible    
and there's nothing we can go    
It hurts me so to give back your ring    
but you're just a lowly Troubadour    
and  I'm a princess,  the daughter of the king ."