the perfect princess
must have been narrated
in a play written
a long time ago
the adequate prince
must have been
sung about
a long time ago
the ideal love story
must have been written
by a bearded fellow
a long time ago
we are not perfect
we haven’t been sung
we aren’t written about,
we are nowhere near even
I’m a distressed damsel
you’re a war-torn knight
we are real, a happy-kind-of pain
meant to happen a long time ago
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem