I've never seen forests so small
as the ones I see in your eyes.
I could get lost in them forever
but could never stop asking "Why?"

Why do they look back at me
when i seem such a bore?
Why do they look as if to say
"I just wish I knew you more"?

Why do princes get the princess
and why do the boorish get the boring?
Why are rules made that way,
and why do they seem to be breaking?

Why am I not being shunted,
shooed away, threatened or hunted?
Why are you so willing to overlook roles,
overlook standings, classes, and rules?

You're the definition of immortal beauty,
it will never fade from your face
and the melody that charms me happy
will never fade from your voice.

So why is this goddess sitting with this mortal?
any vague allure I have will fade,
and she will still be an unmelting snowflake
in this world -
                    - an inferno -  
destroying all anyone's made.

So has a frog found a princess?
why must one change to suit the other?
Maybe when they kiss
no one changes,
instead they both forget their lines
drop their roles and leave their masks behind.

Maybe Jack and Jill will say
"Forget the hill"
to see where life will take them.

i wilted in the winter,
withered in the spring.
the summer was a
****** but i wonder
what the fall will bring.

© Matthew Harlovic