that of a kiss

Are all the frogs around?
Do you kiss and kiss?
Do all of them seem to miss?
Winter sets its path
The wind and the chill
Cold to the bone …
Cast on the land and the lake
Snow and ice of crystals it does make.
And from your window
Is that the look of despair?
And you think one more kiss
It would cause all to repair.
At night in the dark of your slumber..
In dreams all within your chamber
For in your dreams nothing but fairy dust fills the air.
Don’t be afraid of the warlock’s glare
The sun sets to reveal our moon
She will paint with her wand, yet soon
And all that hear her mystical tune
Free from ill and to them no doom.
Yes mystical and bright ..
Grasp within your hand all the fallen stones
Pick them from where they loom.
Harbor them.. for they will be your cocoon.
Nature has its gifts
Yet only the learned have what is known
Take, my lady sweet, hold and provide the warm
For no harm once again to the stones must come.
Winter passes and is carried by the wind
Of spiral and turmoil …they send
As the spinning comes to his end
The melting of the snow…
Clean does the air …
Yes the snow is melting with the opening of spring.
Quick my child.. quick quick…
Bring the light of a candle stick..
For as she the moon re-sends
Throw upon the ground the safety of your stones..
And when I say…whisk away the flame..
And as the flame drifts into smoke..
The stones start to move and churn..
And from the mystic stones we are to learn
For the witches of the night have to you with their craft
Magic is made from the fallen of stones
Before you a knight
Steadfast and true
So you now may not be forever alone….