Her prince

She stares at herself

So bare and exposed

With a softness in her eyes

And a tightness in her cheeks

She brings herself joy

Then takes another peak

With eyes so wide

And lips so frail

A tear falls down

Her Rosie little cheek

She shatters inside

Like the mirror she sees

Cutting her soul

And making her bleed

She grabs her dress

And picks up her shoes

Wipes off her face

And gets in the mood

To meet all the guests

Dancing in her ballroom

Before she knows

Her prince enters the room

Leaving nothing but the sound

Of his clicking shoes

He asks for a dance

With a bow and a hand

Gazes into her eyes

And kisses her forehead

He tells her she's beautiful

With a smile so kind

That she can't help but

Advert her eyes

He sees her tears

And grabs her chin

Pulling her close

Into his embrace

She looks into his eyes

Lost by the sea

She realizes

He was meant for her