No friends
As a princess
Only he.
Circus cub
Fierce tiger
Protector of she.
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No friends
As a princess
Only he.
Circus cub
Fierce tiger
Protector of she.
A clock irate,
A teacup chipped,
The candelabra, he connives.
The beast, he fought,
But so did they,
The stuff that came alive.
Little red crab,
With a musical voice.
Fretful but never unkind.
Sent by order,
Stayed for love,
In the world that ate his kind.
Fell in love,
Warned thereof.
Refused to be convinced.
Fairies three,
Took care of she,
The force behind her prince.
Dress made.
Then torn apart.
Replaced by one as ice.
A key hidden.
A staircase climbed.
Her saviours were the mice.
“Hello, how do you do?”
It’s a question we ask every day.
As rehearsed, we answer: “Fine.”
It’s what we have been taught to say.
She was most often like a rabbit,
Scared and shivering in fear.
Until her kit was threatened before her,
And a lioness would appear.
They’re only dots in the sky,
We’ve turned into constellations.
They’ve become beautiful stories,
Through our vast imagination.
It’s quite amazing.
How many people you are.
Dad, son, brother, love.
Sometimes it’s among strangers.
People we’ll never again see.
That we are ourselves.
As true as can be.