I was safe.
Untouched by the world
Lost in my reverie.
It was my ‘sanctuary’
And danced when no one was watching.
Rejoiced being alone
And fantasized of my non-existent prince.
Never craved for that special someone.
Falling in love was for others,
Fools who gave in to trust and vulnerability
Or the temptation of touch.
A shove and a shout couldn’t reach me,
But his touch and whisper did
Gave me the strength to break the glass
And fly with my new-found wings
Wings of love.
His words made me think and feel
To see how beautiful reality can be
Even more magical than dreams.
To never look back into my broken crystal cage
But hope for a steady home with him.
I may have lost a prince or two,
But I did find the man
Who helped me take the chance
And risk the escape from those shackles,
To be in his arms.
To love at all is to be vulnerable – C. S. Lewis
Written for the Photo Prompt “Contained” at mindlovemisery’s menagerie.