Here comes Dawn!
that august crown
with lights in his eyes
gold in his mouth
a fresh sheet in his footsteps
pearls in his song -
of which the notes aren’t black,
but silver ring in tone
Whose abyssal blue eyes
have never fallen before,
never wandered off the trail
he has committed himself to
never-

It’s the same Dawn
who has broken so many hearts
and left countless others grabbing
sighing
for an empty, transparent glance
Whose footsteps are traced
by more than Day alone:
the morning brings him thousands
of pulling eyes to pull along

Ladies! Lovers! Princesses!
hear here my advice:
the Golden Prince is a single spirit
an eagle with no eyes
for women or girls or queens or beggars
or damsels of any kind
and nothing in earth
heaven or hell
could ever change his mind
So leave him bear his heavy burdens,
he’s suffered enough, let him be
He can’t be tamed and shan’t be tempted,
forever he will be free