Call this a Fairytale

Beloved prince,
the tower you erected
in my dreams
await your limbs.  
Won’t you climb to feel me now,    
and fill this emptiness?  
We dance to nocturnal melodies  
of  rustling leaves,    
a tree's swaying canopy—  
Who dares divulge the moon’s dark secret,  
that her mad brightness is but affections  
lent by the god  
of incandescence?  
Swept he is by unbearable malice    
in undressing all princesses,  
and here I am loving him longer  
than all my patience can endure.
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