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Fairy Tale

She thought she knew her story

The story she mistook for a fairy tale

She said she was the princess wearing a crown

Waiting for her prince in her castle up in the clouds

Yet her patience grew thin 

As her knight in shining armor remains missing

Her castle no longer feels like home 

A dreaded prison she needs to escape from

So she cut off her long, flowing locks

And ditched her embroidered gown

Standing naked in front of a mirror 

She saw a woman grown

No prince or knight will come and save her

So she thought to escape her darkened castle

Wearing an armor made from light and shadows

She fought the monsters and villains that lived in her halls

Bloodied, bruised, and hurting 

She stepped down and out from the castle, her prison

Stronger than when she was first brought in 

She was no longer a princess but a queen proud and standing tall
-TheElusiveScribe 04202017-

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Thief in the Night

Thief in the Night

You came to me

with no hint

or warning

but left your mark on me.

Now I’m wondering

if there is more to this

talk of life, talk of poetry

of common things

and the absurd ones.

We stayed up late at night

will wonders never cease?

I thought this feeling was over

but you let me feel it again

the feeling of being wanted

of being loved and waited for.

Like a thief in the night

you stole my heart.

Now I’m waiting,

wanting.

Is there more to this

fairy tale that you have started?

-EAM120712-