The Sad Fairy Tail Poem by Kseniya Rundel

I'm the Beast
looking at the East goal empower.
Well, what else?
I have a flower.

With a scarlet thread
that I threw through the ocean deep
I see she the poisoned
with an apple sleeps.

To remove the curse
we have to kiss each other at dawn.
Here she has to.
There only I kiss her.

It's a vicious circle:
the not guilties, we are imprisoned in illusions.
Do storytellers lie,
or is there a solution?


by S. Rygkovsky http: //stihi.ru/2012/06/06/4212

(translated from Russian)