Ever After: A Poem

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Like all young lovers, we defied the gods.
   We let our passion grow beyond the pale.
Together we pressed on against the odds,
   And vowed to live a long and glorious tale.
        We spoke the honest truth, and yet we lied.

I’ve counted all the years in heartbeats since
   We broke apart. Like Rosamund I pine,
Pale at the window, waiting for my prince.
   The winter blood runs thin after the wine
        Of summer, and the roses have all died.

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