Along the Lea

She came to me
riding atop the scales
of butterfly wings.
Magical dust
clouded my vision
as Elven ways bound me.

She came to be
ethereal,
binding me
spiritually.
Adhering to my heart
where logic once prevailed
I could not escape.

I came to see
amidst the warmth
of her enchantment
her leeward love.

She came to me
on the flight of risk.
Magick and love
chained me in ways
I could only have
imagined.

Along the lea
I prayed a thousand
prayers.
Along with me
she came to care.

Along the lea
we sought
Friendship
and being there
we uncovered
most of our answers. . .

along the lea.