Left Waiting

It’s never any joy to be
A princess left waiting,
Reciting pleas,
For a Love yet not arrived
Love that may not ever be

Never to feel complete
No matter how she strives
Until her dearest Love arrives

Stranded, or so it would be,
At the highest point above
Where Love’s eyes may never see
Dangling from a thread of hope
Above a bittersweet sea

Dawn, daylight, and
Crystal night
Pass and pass before,
And not in dawn or day
Or crystal night
Does her finding Love occur