Faerie Song

Come away dear heart.

What? You don’t trust me.

But I’ve come with you in mind.

In the foreign melody alarmingly familiar,

in the joy of your childhood,

in the beat of your woman's heart,

in the scent of possibilities born in the spring,

in the delight of summer's readiness,

I have come.

I have songs to caress your ears,

and dances to teach only to you.

Question my intentions? 

You are a smart one.

But let me ask you,

what is it you want to matter?

What is it you want for that matter?

You want music.

I have it.

You want words.

I have those too.

You want to taste every bit of beauty there is,

like a greedy child, heedless of the ache to come.

I have that too.

You want love?

Of course, but you knew the answer to that, didn't you?

I can’t promise you won’t go mad first.

But I can promise to do my best to keep the ache far away,

for as long as inhumanly possible.

And revel with you as your eyes and ears open

to the miracles hiding in plain sight.

What do you say?

Care to dance?

Song choice: Fire in the Head by Sharon Knight

This poem is for Imaginary Garden's for Real Toads, It's All In Your Head prompt