Part 1: The Princess

Why does the princess perch upon the balcony?
Contemplating her life? Enjoying the view?
Or is she hoping for her knight in shining armor?
Desperately waiting for someone to come rescue?

This castle she chose to put herself in,
This prison she chose to reflect within.
Waiting, oh she is waiting,
"Someone ought to come in time..."

Someone surely, sometime coming,
A lover in waiting would bow their form,
And ask her to a dance,
"Come with me, for I have greater joys for you to see."

This predicament, this painful loneliness,
For why did she put herself in this place?
The world moves on, dancing and screaming in joy.
She awaits, for something better yet.

Part 2: The Knight

There was no warning, there was no sign.
He came undercover, and act without notice.
Pulling her forcefully into elsewhere,
Where the people are dancing.

A waltz, a rave, a conga line, a wave.
Not a sound he uttered, not a word he spoke.
But quietly, silently: "For whom do you wait?"
Words could not describe the joy in her eyes.