Free Verse
Rapunzelized
where locks bind my sights to a window
Am I to save you from a night alone with yards of tag lines that grow with wit and tendril only to wrap around your finger, finding myself a marionette set for trim to your climb?
Perhaps happily is the ever with a kiss in my sleep awakening me by the lips and a hand moving the hair from my eyes still blind to this lead I must follow toward the tower for your trophy.
A fable is a plot with a tangle braided down my back where locks bind my sights to a window written higher than my hopes for the mount of a prince.
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