The Prince

I saw him other day,
the prince dressed in royal pink.
I shrunk my eyes
he shrunk his eyes.
And how did it matter who was
facing the sun as long
as we shrunk our eyes.

The Sun,
the wind,
his hair.
Then he smiled,
the way he smiles.
Like he just discovered the most
beautiful thing each time he smiles.

On that sunny afternoon he
looked like the most
beautiful thing, ever.