Early rise, exemplifies
With baited breath, and focus
I took note, of when she spoke
Her promised hocus pocus
Joined best, to quest, I must confess
On tailcoat, blows expedition,
The winds of change, she’ll rearrange
So dreams come, to fruition
Spinning woven threads, overhead
I, tangled, a hostage held…
Conceived, convinced, dare I, to wince
And tempt, her sorceress spell
Follow her lead, the sprinkled seeds
Pied piper, lightly stepping
Navigation, crescendo elation,
Halcyon days, spent prepping
The minstrel boys, release their noise
To youth, reverse my aging
We’ll prance and dance, find lost romance
In mystic music, staging
I surrender, for I remembered
She’s the power to resurrect
A wounded sparrow, on broken branch, narrow
Least her magic, might I, forget
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