It’s tiring being a frog Prince
awaiting my awakening kiss.
Oh fairies in your flight,
take pity on my plight,
shine a guiding light to my path of bliss.
you know you command us not.
It is not our job to show the way
out of your predicament.
We are not your fair servant,
no key to opening
a doorway for your true presentiment.
“You must attract a noble pure
of heart, unschooled student
of the art of calling back authenticity,
to unlock your sorcerer’s cell,
undo your trying spell.”
Puissant kiss, hope’s bright fantasy
in which emotion sets us free,
to become as meant to be,
guileless in love forevermore.