This is about a beanie that is not a beanie It’s about a blue and black beanie that is not blue and black This beanie belongs to a handsome Prince The Prince of beanies if you will
This particular Prince is perfect yet not perfect at all He is tall but not as tall as the rest of them Even though he is not as tall He is even more handsome And kind And gentle
This Prince doesn’t have a name In fact his name is Prince of Beanies He would also be known as the Queen’s mistress I know none of this makes sense I suppose it’s not supposed to
You are a stranger You do not understand my heart You won’t I don’t I don’t understand how my heart only beats for him I don’t quite understand why his hugs feel like a vacation Like my salvation
Thank you for taking your time to read this It’s a bunch of nonsense that I don’t understand You are very kind to care I thank you and bid you a goodnight my sweet fellow writer
Sorry if this isn't amazing. I just got back into poetry and couldn't believe I missed it so much. I hope you like it <3