Royal Wedding: Prince and Witch

(A fragment thus far)

Lost in the woods, the hero of our tale
Reaches the threshold, the gate to the witch’s lair
But when he enters the cage to take up the centre stage
What does he find
But me –

True love’s kiss from the enemy.

So what does it mean, and where does it go?
Is there time for a dance at the wedding of Fire and Snow?
It’s one thing to have a date, another to contemplate
The daily routine

Of a prince and witch’s dream.

Pieces of me, and pieces of you,
I’d make a brew, and you’d fetch the glue.
I thought you’d come round; you thought I’d turn back –
Black and white and shades of grey
Don’t always reconcile night and day –

Turn off the light at least.


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