It just happened.
Just before I could happen.
Oh my poor cold heart!
It's La Couronne's love,
the reforming love.

Never like this,
thought love was not for me,
thought the adventure was never mine to enjoy.

Out of the blue!
La Couronne.
One of elegance and splendor;
one of eternal and pure love.
She dwelleth in a land far away,
far away just at my backyard.

Oh La Couronne!
The one.
Birthed of a thousand blue bloods,
born of love.
A thousand crowns incomparable.

Yes! It's La Couronne of wealth.
One beyond my imagination.
Nature's eternal gift,
at a time for the undeserving.
Now clinging tightly and indefinitely.
Verily! La Couronne forever in my heart.



© Monte Plato