Intruder
I finger the glass with the poison within. I look over at my king, His thoughts filled with sin. My royal lips can still taste his And the feeling under the crown is still inside my eyelids. The princesses and queen are in another world. In my mind I'm still a child, a girl. Someone walks the halls of this castle That shouldn't be here. Someone touches the walls of the palace. Her feet have memorized the stairs, Her mind has memorized the fear. A stranger walks the halls of this castle, A stranger that knows her way. There is a stranger here that doesn't know night or day. She searches for something. She's always around. I don't think she even knows if it's the guillotine or the crown. She carries a rosarie and begs Mary for all. I'm in love with the king. I'm a lost doll. I've learned to love the feel Of the stone steps beneath my bare feet. My dress sweeps across them. My brooch glows green. I'm a princess without a past, a pod without a pea. I have a king, Yet I will never be a queen. I'm not dirty but I will never be clean.All of my rhyming poems are from many years ago. I now think that rhyme is restricting. Written August 19th, 2001 © on Aug 19 2001 02:14 PM PST, Katrina Armour 0 • 8
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"I finger the glass with the poison within...."