My prince

 

Where doth the winds come?
With inspired  dreams of mid 'summers love
Alone with goddess heart, his rose he gives

Whist hence my  prince of tides?soon to mine

My hour fairy's light shone, his gentle plight

In the night comes his sweet voice to mine
Child silent eyes aglow, my butterfly soul
Thy wings sigh, I am wee child
Tiny lullabies, sway ye mortal child, magical novice
Tis morn has come, to no more weep
Winter flutters about Irish moors
Flowing in and out carrying orbs
Intent to be in oblivion and more
Visions opened the unlocked doors

Cast a shadow on winters quilt to
They will keep you warm my thoughts
Barefoot with dreams from gardens only love
I shall wait for him in compassion dove

Flowery petals dust with silvers and gold's
Sands with sparkles seeing us old 
Prince we are one, now is Faye legend of love

My souls entwined with my sparkling gem

Fairy magic will be back again till morn sleep, my child of woe