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Maiden Fae
In the dazzling shimmers from magical dust,
journey begins on silvery wings of light
Conjuring four winds to the palms of her hands,
in showering cascade - the maiden takes flight
Across the sky - trailing wisps like sheerest veil,
donned in kind, with sequins made from winter's shine
Past reaches of earth, into celestial night,
vision ascends by awing-wonder's design
With stars twinkling in eyes, and red lips of rose,
whims of fanciful fair so merrily strewn
A kiss to share upon fleeting whoosh of breath,
blown heartened glow as witnessed on cratered moon
Come dawn 'till shadows -- looming in late of eve,
flourishing meadows served by enchantment's air
From over the realm, filled with mystical dreams,
blossoms soon to follow with Fae's heedful care
Capturing rainbows, to brighten flower's hues,
greener shades for grasses, waving in the sun
on the will of a whisper -- summoned to touch,
thoughts of Eden transcends - and her work is done
In the dazzling shimmers,
the journey begins
Conjuring four winds,
the maiden brings her light
© C.E.Vance
Purely love... just
Purely love... just love.
....
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you, Elizabeth. I
Thank you, Elizabeth. I really have no idea why I wrote this -- but I'm glad I finished it.