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Crispy apple cinnamon hair hangs
loosely in spiraling silk waves
upon malted milk ball fabric
wrapped around slender curves
before drifting down tucked legs
as a croaking frog gazes into her
ocean green eyes shimmering with
dreams of finding true happiness
wherever it may be hiding when she
chases after male butterfly souls
without realizing she cannot catch
what is not hers or anyone else's
to selfishly feast upon at another's expense
of giving their essence for hollow
living in a large world waiting to
crunch its big feet on their tiny beings
like goats smashing ants below their feet
and slimy toad feet tickle her palm
while orange cream lips kiss
this miracle of life blindly
in undoing a witch's curse
after many long years of resented
captivity faster than a blinking eye
exposing his human form proving
he is none other than her
Prince Charming.