Bright faced young girl,
my companion for an evening,
your innocence and vivacity
stir wonderment within.
I could hardly know weariness,
barely conceive listlessness alongside you,
dear faery child, your face ever glowing like the sun.
What of time? It cruelly disregards
our playful, unencumbered exchange.
Easy smiles and light-hearted laughter
belong, they’d have us believe, in another world.
Renew my humanity magically faery child!
your face of rosy cheeks, glistening eyes and
milk white teeth, appearing with each smile,
are each and together that magick spell.