On a gloomy night
There walked a pretty princess
Her face was fine and bright
Her lips were lush and red
Her dress was fringed in lace
But her beauty was not glad
For her tears slid down her face
Her eyes shone brightest blue
Her skin was scarred and marked
But her battle was more within
Inside her soul was dark
A warrior along the way
Saw her from afar
His heart leapt and started
For he thought she was a star
He thought she was an angel
He looked through her outer stress
He didn't know "An angel?"
Was such an accurate guess
He didn't see her tears
But he saw her beautiful feet
He followed her from a distance
Both desperate and afraid to meet
He noticed in the distance
There lurked an angry beast
A mad monster with mangy fur
Hunting for a midnight feast
The warrior unclasped his sword
And though she didn't see him
The warrior decided then
That he would slay her demon
He stalked the angry beast
The hunter became the hunted
The princess, unaware of this
Turned and the trail was shunted
The monster charged his prey
The princess screamed in fear
As her very worst nightmare
From her dreams had reappeared
The prince then charged the monster
Berating his lack of speed
He knew that he would die inside
If the monster caused her to bleed
The prince slashed his sword
He parried and he thrust
The monster seemed most elusive
And slipped through his fingers like dust
It was as if the prince's sword
Was trying vanquish water
For the monster would not die
And then the cruel beast got her!
The mad prince grabbed the monster
And threw him into the river
But the monster would not leave
Though his image seemed to quiver
"Die, thou mangy scum!" He yelled
The princess grabbed his arm
"Hush, my Prince," she whispered
"Don't do him any harm."
The prince was most confused
"But the monster mustn't harm thee"
The princess smiled sadly
"His quarry was not me"
The prince looked back in the river
In the monster's direction
But the only thing he saw in there
Was his own perplexed reflection
He gasped and dropped his sword
He fell down on his knees
The wind mirrored his howling
As it whispered through the trees
"I'm just an angry monster
"I'm nothing but a beast!"
But the princess took his hands
And pointing to the west and east
She looked him in the eyes
"My hands are spread wide and true
"The distance from the east to west
"Is less than I love you"
Tears rolled down the monster's cheeks
As he looked in the princess's eyes
She grabbed his face in her slender hands
"You've been believing lies
"They want you to be weak
"So they tell you to be tough
"They trade their only source of love
"Pretending muscle's enough.
"But it's not okay to hurt
"And feel like you can't cry
"It's not okay to want a hug
"And have people question why
"It's not okay to be so fearless
"And yet terribly afraid
"I'm so disgusted and depressed
"At the lies society's made.
"You ARE a man, dear Monster
"I don't care if you bite
"I don't care about your tears
"For you care about doing right."
The princess then fell silent
The monster was in awe
The princess had shown the monster love
And no one even saw
The princess saved his life
Because she actually cared
She loved selflessly a beast
When no other human dared
I'm here to pen this story
Because the princess is so brave
And please know this story's true
For I'm the man she saved.
Happy Birthday to my very best friend; thank you so much for all you've done for me. I love you!
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