simple stream of consciousness

I sleep with the night
and allow her dark embrace
to steal my dreams
and make of them
fairytales
yes, fairytales
in which
she throws down her hair
or awakens to a kiss
maybe loses a shoe
but she my love
is always you
though my role
mostly
ambiguous at best
and beggars
the question
am I your prince,
or your fool?

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