366 Poems: January 19th, 2016

Fairy Tale

This love is not a fairy tale:

your face still spotted,

arms still pale,

your teeth quite large

and bent weird ways,

your shirt quite old

with threads in frays.

.

This love has no fairy to fix

all of the flaws

with magic tricks,

but yet, you’ve still

got me convinced:

If I’m a princess,

you’re my prince.

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