The princess stood in her high tower


    Looking out the wide window


    Tears falling towards the earth


    Like a statue in silence


    Nothing but her heart spoke.


    The dragon circled the tower


    Heart-wrenching cries echoing in the night.


    Its wings hid the moon from the earth


    Its body span wider than the sky


    Shaking like a leaf in front of the silent tears.


    The princess whispered to leave


    The dragon begged to try


    Her shadow left the window


    The wings continued batting


    In steady devastating waves.


    Another night ends


    Another night begins.


    No prince will come, the dragon snarled.


    No prince will come, the princess confessed.


    The tears continued and the whispers didn''t falter


    Leave leave leave


    They repeated.


    Never never never


    The dragon chanted in answer.


    Another wall builds


    Another pain is.


    The princess rests on the windowsill.


    She lets her fingers reach towards the sky


    Like the tips of them can caress that cloud of white in ink.


    Never come to me, she whispers with a smile.


    The white cloud shakes and turns


    Gets closer to the tower to rest


    Stops on seeing the fingers longing


    And the eyes pleading.


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    No


    It roars in defiance.


    And the eyes wilt with a fond pain


    My dragon fits the sky.


    The trembling lips breathe


    The sky in your eyes


    The sky in your arms


    The agitated wings insist.


    The princess turns to leave


    Another sleepless night


    Another window draped by a white wing.


    The princess traces the narrow room


    Boxes stacked in one corner


    Closed to not be opened.


    A bed unmade and messy between wide-awake nights


    A window so so wide


    And no door in sight.


    She sighs and closes her eyes


    Another night nears


    Another night nears.


    I can fly us away


    The dragon pleads.


    My sky is yours


    My wings are yours


    The dragon states with a desperate air.


    All it earns it is a fond laugh.


    Some are made for the wide skies


    I am made for the windowsills.


    My dragon is strong


    My dragon is smart


    My dragon''s sky is the dragon''s alone.


    The princess recites what she always does


    With a serene expression and a dull gaze


    The dragon breaks in another rejection


    And from the shards


    Comes another night.


    The princess''s tears water the grounds


    And from the tears, flowers bloom under her sated eyes.


    The princess''s room is narrow and her window is wide


    The boxes are closed and they hide


    A door locked


    A door unlocked


    A door to a woman that only ever gets close to window sills.


    The dragon weeps on the tower''s high


    And the tears flood the grounds and drown


    The flowers that were meant to bloom.


    The princess gazes up with a small smile


    And whispers to a distraught love


    The sky would be much kinder to you


    Than my heart ever would.


    The weeping rises in misery and sound


    And the princess sighs with the delicacy of another end.


    The flowers bloom


    The flowers drown


    The tears don''t stop


    And another night comes.