Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #362

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My lantern lit, each day I sit, I wait
My work clothes damp from hands that grope
My mask must stay until he comes
Gone this past year. A plan, he said,
a house to build that must be secure,
safe from hands that grope, eyes that see
Then I will ask you to be my wife, to live free
Vanished from this world, they will say.
She was last seen sitting, lantern held
In the same spot, waiting
Some say she was taken by a dark shadow
Others say a prince
I believe she found the crystal bridge
To a world only she could see
I have sat in her spot and wondered
No prince did I see, no bridge to cross
I made it here, I intend to stay
My prince is here, where I left him
Warm, in our bed…

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