I once knew the queen of the fairies.
She brought me laughter
and
magic.
We danced together in the sunlight
and
in the shadows.
She could make it rain
and
set the stars in the night sky.
She would build
a fire
and
brew tea laced with faith
and
bake bread filled with hope.
Her body would shiver at my touch
and
her love-light would envelope me.
I was happy then
but
the spell was broken
and
I told her that she had lost her magic.
So she packed up her secrets
and
went away.
But
she was the queen of the fairies
and
could never lose her magic.
It was I who could no longer see it.