A Pixie Love Song

loving exotic, loving erotic
loving eclectic too
loving quixotic, thinking I've got it
I am in love with you

first thing this morning, right at the dawning
of sunlight in the sky
feeling you somehow, feeling you right now
feeling as if I could fly

heartbeats aflutter, blown away clutter
emotionally serene
I am awaking, giving and taking,
by a gently flowing stream

through a green pasture, warmer than last year
with willows weeping nearby
a Garden of Eden, without all the weeding
prostrate on the ground as I lie

loving the love in, below and above in
everything all around
glad I'm not human, always they're fuming
happily here they're not found