TW: Abuse mention.
This time I will ask my questions
To fair haried kings engaged to queens
Who susbstitue affirmations
With frivolous diamonds as means
This day I wonder what's to come
Of proposals, grand in sweetness
Disguises of true feelings from
Those abusers called "your highness"
Perhaps I'm wrong, could it be so
That some young men are different
And all it takes: a girl to know
Her fair eyes spot the difference
Heart broken or true love spoken,
Time spent with hims your only token