A/N: What can I say. I wish to steal you away my fair lady. Not as a man but as a woman with wisdom and glossy lips enough to kiss. Fair lady, may I offer you a ride in the comments. Maybe we could talk some more. You don’t need to pay a thing, it’s free. Fair lady. ♥️🤗🙏🏽
Shut my
Lips before they
Speak. Words with care caress
Thee. Evil queen ripened the
Apple
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reddened
Cheeks, awakened
Hatred, breeds bitterness
Old folks indigenous to
Rancor
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Fair lady, let me
Guide your anchor towards me
Fear the Queen, not men
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Kiss my lips instead,
I’ll breathe life not nine to five
Sew threads into peace
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Or make dreams, your own
Never slumber when night comes
Tired legs, sickness!
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Tighten your corset
No homes for you to afford
Hate, tighter than thread
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Hope will lead you home
My lady your beauty creeps
Into my wallet
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Stealing my anger
But I will give you porridge
Until the queen comes
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Then you will leave me
Into her whispering lips
Red cheeks no more hope
About the Creator
Caitlin Charlton
Writer first. Close reader and self‑taught critic shaping eloquence.
A survivor reclaiming her territory.
I write dark fiction and poetry through symbol, shadow, and fracture.
Always sharpening the craft. ✏️🔥👠
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