Eloise walked barefoot
Toes among the Camomile
A cotton-clouded blue sky shone
On her lips a secret smile
Remembering the roses
Remembering the Boy
A newfound lightness of the heart
She supposed it must be joy
And now to make the day complete
Away there by the edge
The Boy with shears in his hand
Clipping at the hedge
Eloise seats herself
On the bench of stone
The Boy works ever closer
'Till she is not alone
'I love you Eloise' said he
In between the clips
'I love you too' she whispered
Through barely opened lips
'Would that we could climb the walls
Would that we could run away'
She whispered to the air and trees
'Oh for such a day'
But now the Prince - her brother
Takes note of the pair
'Away you stinking peasant
What do you do there'
The Boy bows low and takes his leave
Her words are ringing in his ears
And for the first time in his life
His hopes outweigh his fears
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