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Two

She’s up early

Every morning

Painting each eyelid

A different shade,

Parting her hair

A little to one side,

Getting ready for both of them,

Two princes so charming,

Both bending one knee

So in a cheerleader stance,

She can face the crowd.


Complicate
The downward glance
Of his stormy eyes,

Suffocate
The surroundings
Until together you sit,

Then incinerate
Every thought
Devoid of his face,

Wait,
Don’t add water,
Just allow the mind to

Condensate
To create your very own
Life-size Insta-Prince.