Love Story Poem by Rebecca Hall

In a dark, haunted house, lives a princess of the night. Far away from civilization, where nobody dares to live. Spider webs hanging on every wall. Her only friend, a raven upon her shoulder. Dancing her mystical performance in the glow of the full moon. One night she called upon the raven. ”Raven, do you think there is another person in this world who loves me? ” The raven could not answer. For you see ravens can not talk.

Years have passed. Now at the age where she doesn’t want to be alone anymore. But, knowing that there was no one near her. She became very distraught. She called to the raven once more. “Raven please find a person to love me! ” And away flew the raven, obeying the princess of the night.

Days turned into months, yet the raven still had not returned. Her faith slowly started to wilt into nothing. “If someone does not want me.…then I cant bear to look upon my reflection any longer! ” upon her bed lay a dozen white roses. Grabbing a dagger, she struck her heart. Her breathing becoming shallow, as she falls to the bed. White roses scatter to the floor.

In a darkened forest, there stood a transcendent castle. In it lived a prince.
Every full moon he traveled to the haunted house of the princess, just to watch her mystical dance in the moonlight.
He had many roses all around the many walls of the castle. Some old, some new. The guilt of never giving them to her filling his heart with great pain.

The raven flew onto the prince’s shoulder, startling him but for a moment. “Hello, raven. Where are you from? ” The raven having had tried to speak before with little success suddenly began to speak clearly. “Dear, prince, my master has sent me to find a person to love her forever.” The astonished prince asked, “Who be your master, raven? ” The raven replied “The princess of the night.”

The prince reminisces the first time he laid eyes on the beautiful princess;

The princess looks up at the moon. The light shining onto her face. Her eyes green as the greenest peaceful pastures. Her hair dark as ravens, skin pale as smoothest pottery. Her midnight darkened gown twirling in the wind as she dances upon the wind. Carefully he listens as she sings a song, her voice as a hundred angels sing into his ear.

“Prince! ” The raven yelled. Breaking him out of his preoccupied mind. He watches as the raven flies out the window, realizing where the raven was headed. He dashed down the stairs, out the door, and to the stables. Mounted a horse and took off towards the haunted house in the middle of no civilization.

His horse ran as fast as lightning. Getting there just as the raven flew through the window. Climbing in after, noticing the discoloration of the floor, eyeing spots of blood. He followed the blood to the door of the princess’s bedroom. Opening the door he saw her body on the bed.

Tears fall as he kneels beside her bed. Touching her black, midnight hair, feeling her smooth milky skin. Grabbing the dagger, he swiftly pulls it out. He picks up a white rose, fisting her cold, lifeless hand around it. Looking towards the darkened sky, he notices the full moon, shining down onto them. Tears slowly come even more, remembering the first time he saw her.

Bending down, he kisses her cold, soft lips. Whispering into her ear “I love you, princess of the night.” The raven flies onto her bloodstained chest, bends its head towards her ear. And whispers something. The prince stares at the raven, wondering what he is doing.

The prince gets up to leave, but hearing a loud “thump” made him turn around. The raven lay upon the ground dead.

Bending down towards the raven, he sees a rose, half white half black. He looks at the others as they to were turning black. Standing up he looked towards the princess. Before his eyes the blood was slowly disappearing. Walking towards her he saw her chest rising and falling, eyes fluttering open.

The first thing she saw as she awoke, was a very handsome man. “May I ask your name? ” “Prince of the night.”
Her cheeks turned hot. “I am the princess of the night.” “I know who you are.” She looked at the ground. He took her face in both his hands, “Princess do you know how beautiful you are? ” She looked into his eyes. “Thank you.”

“I love you, princess of the night…My princess of the night.“ She looked at him. Until she felt a pair of lips on her own. Kissing him back just as eagerly. “I love you too, prince of the night! ”