Fairies
Beating their wings hard against the wind
stars spring out soft, then slowly rescind
Unwinding their colors round fur line trees
the world as we know it falls at their knees;
Supernatural scents permeating the air
diffusing their magic with charm and with flare
Utopian eyes that wander then mirror
cool crystal waters that cloak and transmit her
Down in the orchard a butterfly sprite
with emerald wings to gage through the night
They dance and they flutter on wings of slow butter
hovering gentle to hither and skitter
inside a dominion of archmage enchanters.
A carpet of flowers surrounded by magic and dew,
slow sip aromas of chamomile essence & feverfew.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2024
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