If life is a twisted fairy tale
I found my Queen
I feel like a court jester
Trying to hold your attention.
Unsure if I can be the king
That you believe I am.
Am I strong enough
To rule your kingdom?
Do you trust me to try?
I see the fear in your eyes.
I also understand why.
Your haunted by the past sins
of a sadistic dictators acts.
Saved by a princess
When she needed rescued
Only to be robbed of a storybook ending
With his majesties premature final goodbye.
Strong is to weak of a word
To define your highness
You emerge from a fallen monarchy redefined
As an artist, a poet, and mother
Independent and beautiful
Strong while still fragile.
You don’t need saving anymore
So how can I be your knight is shinning armor
I’m terrified of the salvation I see in you
Still I open the drawbridge to my heart
Like a sleeping beauty
I awaken your heart with a kiss
With a love neither has felt before
I place the crown on your head
Wanting for you to offer me the throne
While knowing it’s not ready for me yet.
I Impatiently wait to connect our lives
Skeptically questioning my worthiness.
Praying you see my loyalty
While attempting not to pressure you.
I can see our future as a family
A dream I want to make real.
You have to protect them and be sure
That I will always love them as much as I do you.
Although I’m ready to take that step
I trust you to know when the time is right.
When the day comes
to take that leap
We will form a new empire
From all of our defeats.
I offer my heart to the three of you
Hoping you accept and make my dream come true
©carsonlee
C