The fallen leaves
are gauzing thin
as they lay decaying
on the forest floor
and the frost that formed
crystal by crystal
slowly in the night
with the morning
sparkles to become
the jewels of fairies.

She is fluttering
her feminine silhouette
flirtatious against the grass
so distorted
that your eyelashes
can not catch her
but only a gleaming hint
of gossamer wings
delicate and ethereal
is reflecting in the morning's
slanting sun.

You are tempted
into probing under a leaf
with a broken twig
seeking her soft footprints
but they make no mark
on the fragile leaves
or in the softened grass
and her clandestine space
is too elusive
for your eyes.

She is hiding
veiled and disguised
carefully concealed
and you can only see
the glittering cobwebs
formed by a hungry spider
into a intricate misted mesh
catching careless flies
and morning dew.

She is fooling you
once again obscure
and her transparent laughter
like the soft spoken sound
of a faraway subtle pan-flute
is floating with your
sheer wonderings
in the waking light.

"I'v been dancing in sin for a while now,
and I'v forgotten how the touch of a kind soul feels like,

I like strange women to be exact, I love the way she moves gauzing at every inch of her body like a painting admiring every stroke of art,
Though all I see is beauty I crave perfection,
I ache for power that would break down my walls than pin me on it, make me drown in her ora, sadly something is always missing in halo beauty, wanting to see the beauty in the way she thinks,

tell me where your thoughts drift too when I touch you,

I'v been dancing in sin for a while now,
Craving imperfections that would match my own,
you could be the Devil that would want to dance again, you can't fool me it would be fun to see you try, I see it in your smile, in your lusters eyes, I feel it in the way we dance my darling, acting like an angel so let us see what you're really made of maybe I'll be mistaken for ones in this life time"