This was inspired by listening to the song "Scarborough Fair" by Celtic Woman when I was in a Tudors mood. And so, this was born. I hope you like it.
Alas, you once were a true love of mine.
It was only meant to be a game.
That I entered into unafraid, convinced that you could not touch me.
I stepped into your path and remained ever fixed there.
I used the hooks in my eyes to draw you in.
And let the sound of my voice bewitch you.
Until you would have granted anything that I desired.
Just to win my affections.
I meant to remain aloof from you.
But it was impossible to keep your touch from my heart.
And just like that I fell.
Like a falcon struck down by the hunter's arrow.
I refused to be some secret kept the shadows.
I thrived to keep you for my own, to lay my claim on you.
I wanted to have it all and you gave it to me.
So I became not only the queen of your heart, but your land.
Oh, ours was a golden dream.
Then came our child, the thing that should have made our vision complete.
Yet, it was not to be a son, as we believed, but a girl.
My beloved, precious Elizabeth.
I loved her on sight and would like to believe that you did as well.
But I know you could not forgive her for not being a boy.
It all began to fall apart and grasped at anything that I could.
I tried so desperately to give you what you wanted, but each time I failed.
Now I have lost your love to another.
One who can provide you with what you crave.
And my life will be sacrificed to pave her way.
Alas, you once were a true love of mine.