Fairytale
Hear me.
My words,
with ink tell the tale
of a lady and her lord.
See me.
My pen,
miming their accord.
The laughter; soundlessly
R i n g i n g
in your ears.
The merry heartbreak
spilling golden champagne;
T e a r s.
Cries of passion
dancing across the floor
chandeliered to the moment
within our first embrace.
The horses depart, printing across my floor.
They carry him from me.
Belle of the ball draped on a chair
I startle from my dream.
Copyright © Lezel Van Den Berg | Year Posted 2016
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