Poetry: Untitled

There is little to be said,

Given that she is a princess.

Her perfectionis for all to witness,

It is exhibited

Without being stoic or staid.

All adore her presentation,

The little details mean little to admirers.

Her radiance often glitters,

Though reality rarely outshines an imitation.

Though she rarely is one to take chances,

A risk by any other name could not apply.