Land of Fairies

Delicate white satin drapes her sun kissed canvas Smooth features aluminate thee atmosphere Her beauty you can not miss. Natural blonde curls dance along her neck and back Her hands smooth as ice but warm as wool caress the light Her soul cleansed and pure of clear innocence lacks the darkness of black. Her focus so tender upon the bright light her eyes so consumed by its magical aura sending my curious observations of her to an unimaginable height. So precious awaits innocence in the midst of light.