I Loved How He Loved Me Poem by Elisabeth Wingle
I Loved How He Loved Me
Wake up, Sleeping Beauty
There's no prince to be found.
I've searched and I've searched
In this high, towered town.
I loved how he loved me
I loved how he'd clown
I thought that I'd found him,
Made me weak in the knees.
He had pretty manners,
Said Thank-you and Please.
I loved how he loved me
I love how he teased
Like a desert mirage,
He was not what he seemed.
He broke my heart slowly
Then watched as I screamed
I loved how he loved me
I hated his schemes
He had not a penny
Not a job, car or house
He had only one asset,
A beautiful young spouse
He never loved me
I hate that I cared
Elisabeth Wingle
Nov 2015
some day someone will wake up and cherish Sleeping Beauty. It's a very sad and fine poem. Sleeping Beauty deserved far better than she got. May you find happiness. Well you can have another 10 to be going on with! So cheer up. Tom Billsborough
Very interesting and wise poem drafted on love. Definitely sleeping beauty will weak up soon. Amazing.10
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5/3/2024 11:22:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Great rebuttal to the age old adage it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. Love the title.