A little something that came to me. Inspiration struck just as I was supposed to be working…
He thought he was all that,
some kind of handsome bloke who’d win my favour
by swinging his sword around and giving me a kiss
to break my so-called ‘curse’.
Newsflash:
I was perfectly happy sleeping, thank you very much.
I didn’t need a knight in shining armour
to come hacking through vines
(which, I’ll have you know,
I’d spent a good deal of time cultivating)
in some misguided quest to ‘save’ me.
Damsel in distress? Bah!
I was capable to taking care of myself,
he just overreacted.
I was only taking a nap.