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Fools Rush in, Where Angels Fear to Tread

This must be the princess, motionless in bed.— She’s every bit as beautiful as they all said!— But who could awaken her? She looks quite dead!— Fools rush in, where angels fear to tread. This is the chamber where my dreams have led.— She is the maiden I’ve longed to wed!— But who can ever know what may lie ahead?— Fools rush in, where angels fear to tread. A story of a princess once was told, Whose magical gifts were manifold, Doomed to sleep in enchantment— a hundred years old.— What a strange and wondrous sight to behold! In my wildest fancies I’ve visited This vision of loveliness before me spread!— I’m caught in a bind of attraction and dread;— But who could resist those lips rosy red?! Fools rush in, where angels fear to tread! ~ Harley White * * * * * * * * * Excerpt from my Work in Progress – Frame story – “Sleeping Beauty” – Song: from “Awakenings” – from “Convergence” – “Brought Round”Song: from “Awakenings” – (The prince, as he stands over sleeping Rosamond, “Sleeping Beauty”, sings :) [ ] Click on “Poems etc.”… Table of Contents to my Work in Progress at bottom of page...

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