I see them twirl while giggling
On the leaves in the faerie ring
Flashes of root-noses and solid black eyes
Their jolly music is a human’s demise
With the yielding moss beneath my feet
I watch one of them take a seat
His robes are the colour of lead
A crown of berries rests on his head
Silver hair framing a young man’s face
My breath is gone without a trace
A challenging glint in his gaze
I’ve been standing here for days
A round emerald face appears
With glass teeth the fey leers
Sweetly it kisses my hands
And I leave the human lands
Into the circle I carefully trod
I nearly walk on a stray sod
He cackles and beams up at me
Beneath the cover of a willow tree
The sky is a vivid violet hue
And I am lost to the view
Creatures dance all around
I now know their sound
Skipping feet stuck on a tune
This is how I met my doom
Forever I am left to dance
And live a perfect romance
Oct 20, 2010
Oct 20, 2010 at 6:00 PM UTC
I see them twirl while giggling
On the leaves in the faerie ring
Flashes of root-noses and solid black eyes
Their jolly music is a human’s demise
With the yielding moss beneath my feet
I watch one of them take a seat
His robes are the colour of lead
A crown of berries rests on his head
Silver hair framing a young man’s face
My breath is gone without a trace
A challenging glint in his gaze
I’ve been standing here for days
A round emerald face appears
With glass teeth the fey leers
Sweetly it kisses my hands
And I leave the human lands
Into the circle I carefully trod
I nearly walk on a stray sod
He cackles and beams up at me
Beneath the cover of a willow tree
The sky is a vivid violet hue
And I am lost to the view
Creatures dance all around
I now know their sound
Skipping feet stuck on a tune
This is how I met my doom
Forever I am left to dance
And live a perfect romance
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