
Skin like ivory, she lay unmoving.
Embraced within walls of glass.
Audiences come and go,
to gaze upon the sleeping beauty.
Oh how dreadful,
for a radiant heart to fall
so young they cried.
Such a life wasted.
But alas from the shadows;
a young man;
the prince emerged.
A daring gaze iced to the core,
take a step forward.
A single gentle touch
among soft lips.
A new drawn breath.
Oh what radiant glory!
The lovely maiden
has at last awaken from slumber.
No eternity of such grief.
But perhaps, two halves
of a single heart, colliding
into one.
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