the dreams you wish you had

devious in your plucking
at impish strings
all together tolerant of such trivial things
these freinds of mine danced
around their little firey pit
a light from within calling to my dancing soul
the gypsy fieary i answer  to thine call
as the banshees howl and shreek
within the fiery ring of fires of loves yet born
in the valley undergrowth way down through the vines torn
entangled in twilights kiss
enraptured by songs of goblins leprechauns
and even little impish elves
the magic of fiery dust and pixies kisses
violets and orchids in bloom and lillies
where dragonflies may caccoon
deep within the souls of youths hidden treasure
in almost abundant clarity the veil of fieries
the tickling caress of a golden vixens hand upon ones face
in this dream of the veil of my imaginations kingdoms
i escape for a night of ale and sweet of every kind
well dance for days and nights until
all my souls with my flute ive gathered in salute
they cannot imagine such a place divine
the kingdom of my minds eye,i hope to retreat
to this heaven when i lie under their feet
within the realms of trampled deciet i lie there
in wait until the fires burn within to bask in
pixie dust and fierys kisses all blown to the wind
and in my reverie i will see mine own heart
from my chest take flight when again i join them in the veil of fieries to dance round the fieries rings in the goblins groves down in the valleys the ones unseen the humans never allowed all except for me and peter pan ill be a pan of sorts
and well fly on dragons backs to find that hollow
within the side of cliff falls where waters pure and true
will babtize our union in imagery  of the times of long ago and in my silent revelry where very few can openly go
they all laugh in praise as my adolescence does expire
and i become the beauty dancing by that fire
with nothing but my long black hair to hide my nudity
but  i dance for freedom i dance for love and enchantment
i dance for grown i am a witch and in my own eden
i entertain such theories of whence my magic came
i kiss the few like minded and free whom get allowed to dance with me, my call is to heal all that ails them i must feel just to thieir pain steal
i ease their suffering,i carry them over winds and icy chills but they are cradaled to my belly and i ever envelope them
bring them peace of mind in their passages
the tale that gives my ship sail is this dream where i am new and clean
pure as snow right as rain and when i feel life's drain upon my wells of power i just retreat back to my watch tower
and await the next to be carried over to the next i give them freedom of all that life lacked
i sprinkle devils berries upon my lips kiss and close their eyes forever more, my deep soaked full pout never gives deaths truest intent as a seductresses passion to suck them dry of lifes warmth
to ease the troubled waters within their soul i delve within lifes force to take away their control  and in the end i send them to dark angel and into some where ill never tell it could be vahlhalla maybe heaven or hell  but there my chariots pulled by dragons will carry me and my pocket full of souls perhaphs well meet again my love my dark ones kiss im ever lost in you that is the mist engulfing me and eluding me all at one time
ill dine with thee in the ever after world of devils bee