pink walls
satin sheets
and growing mold
new life
blooming
little open window
hear the traffic
all long night
loyal to the tree
that gave her oranges
and flower crowns
what happened ?
to this princess
once young
and hemmed in a net
afraid
to find her
without a want
no need
fuchsia tatters
sightly pink
old world ribbon
wilting
you are a gift
wrapped in dusty roses
silver plated
crown for head
heading for thorns
lace curtains
burn no light behind
protect us
earth between the sun
with little love
and paint brush touch
satans roam
demanding
for a princess
banished
drifting
never dreamt to queen
an itch
couldnt stand
to be stuck
your blood
took back your share
their pining greed
rejected
your majesty
magenta
painting over
rust and rot
unbreakable
you are courageous
gift of love
youve given
down to crumbs