sleeping beauty
moving on puppet strings
caught up
in the
enticing
violent
shimmer
of keen
silver linen
spiderwebs
moving
on puppet strings
trapped
deep down
inside
an elusive
crystal palace
radiating
lustrous artificial
beads
a dazzling
phony refulgence
covering
deceit
saturation
hollowness
a feast
for the dominator
naive
innocent eyes
staring
blankly
out of
this pearlescent
dungeon
statical
waiting
for a savior
to untighten
this inimitable
perilous bond
to crash
stone-cold faces
to burn down
alluring
feigned attitude
to peel off
sweet confinement
bare
to the core
get up
sleeping beauty
no one
is gonna
save you!
Oooohhhh!! The trapped princess I’m guessing?
I want to read this again and again and again and again! It’s laced with so much meaning. Beautiful my love❤️❤️❤️