A photograph of a poppy with vaguely, on the background, some writing. It could well be poetry written for Princess by me.
Do you remember that evening, Princess, 637 days ago, when I saw you for the first time?
When my world shifted.
Heaven became earth and earth heaven.
Time simply halted that evening.
Everything went dark.
There was only one golden light.
I knew there and then that I had found my Grail.
Nothing ever would be the same.
My life finally started.
637 days later I cannot understand how I’ve ever managed existing without you.