The stir of your wings must cause
storms upon the other side of the world-
but they are nothing compared to
the uplift you give my heart.
The spring sun, hot and almost unnatural
after a long winters blight seem to
sear the soul and weigh down and spirit.
When ever I feel at my lowest and
can no longer sustain a cheery
facade for the world-
All I need is to see a small flutter of
black and blue ethereal lace-
and all cares are wiped clean and
all problems are melted away.
Floating carefree between the dancing
rivers in the air- I wish that I
could follow to that perfect realm
that lies between dreaming and waking.
Just like my knight and shining armor
you are able to rescue me from
the worst sides of myself.
My dear prince, how I wish I could find a
way to escape to your world.
You are always there when I need you
most and for that all this waiting seems bearable.
We rarely meet and only for a moment do our paths
cross but I can only wait with baited breath until we meet again.
Be you fairy or fly?
All I know is that some dream draws
us together- if only in my imagination.