she stares into the fire and weaves
castles, dragons, caves into stories
shutting out loneliness and bitter weather
remembers pages of well loved fairy tales, wishing
to be carried off to that land where things happen
and she is the princess, dazzling, beautiful
where the hot bellied dragon
gazes in awe at the sight of her
unable to gobble her up
wanting to be loved and take the hero’s place
and carry her off to his bed of emeralds, pearls
and other hoarded treasure
but knowing tradition on these occasions
she marries the prince, allows chaste kisses
for a place at the castle
years late, remembering the dragon
she sighs regret, wonders if he ever forgave her
and if another, gazing into embers on a winter’s night
made the right decision.
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