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The Fairy
She flutters, her wings brittle,
I cradle her gentle
I speak a name but not so loud
For her striking beauty does her sleep proud
Caution I take
As arms fold
This little fairy I hold
She understands not why
My glory is sought by
Looking at that which is wondrous
Or by the appropriate adjective, marvelous
My lips part, a tender smile
To her nature of size, seemed a mile
She shivered and I struggled
My care for a thing so tiny juggled
For I fought the contradiction
That my mind was given
Reality or fantasy, a bitter choice
A decision I couldn’t make with much poise
I leaned to kiss
And I found bliss
For her magical beauty
Entrapped in a spell held me
My world spun
And the spell won
For now I stand
In size with her, hand in hand
Oh how i wonder
If people envy
The way this was meant to be
She and I till love’s end
A spell I don’t intend to mend
-Akhil Warrior
