A Fairytale For Her
An elegant waltz reveals not the inner workings of limbs,
Nor a gloved outstretched hand show its sleeved vices.
The slipper may fit but glass will not last
Once the midnight bell ends its spell.

A night may fulfill one's dream,
But time easily uncloaks nightmares.
The undressing of love cannot be rushed
Lest its white swaddlings be ripped.

He does not come incomplete, but as a whole.
Like butter and bread, each with a unique flavor.
He will not appear as the sun with gilded rays.
He is the silver cloud, ending years of drought.

Not a bedtime tale, but a whisper to send you
dreaming. A breeze that sweeps away your fantasies.
A cratered moon's kiss, delicately imperfect.

Author's Note: I think I wrote this after watching Frozen. The whole "You can't marry someone you've just met" thing I think got my words moving xD