rapunzel


Fogged

Those sweet raspberries

This time as I loaf about

Blind

To the most beautiful girl

In her tower

By her sentinel

To your happy ever afters.

I am prince

You crochet epistaxis

Still she

Golden

Gateless to friends

Little eremite with her mammoth tresses

And more of hers to the shades

Of you.

Remember

You want the candles

Not her pale pantomime

Yet you

Shall wipe your tears

Yes today

Little Rapunzel

Your little crowd, your sour faerie

Sweet and fogged

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