epistle
beautiful princess!
in a crystal castle,
atop a crystal mountain.
all can see
none can reach.
i climb steep crystal.
slip, fall, hurt.
i smash crystal,
bleeding,
i reach your gates.
you wash my wounds,
heal my pain.
i tell you tales from far away lands.
i sing, i jest, to touch your heart.
all in vain!
tell me, o princess,
with eyes that look so far away
what fearsome ogre
do i have to slay
to reach your soul?
