The night cascades a thousand stars
But she shall shine the brightest
If I were granted much esteem
She shall earn the highest
A creature born of world unknown
That burst into my sphere
Residing in a mossy glade
I long to have her near
At work her fingers dance and flit
With jewels and silver wire
An alchemist could conjure not
The grandeur she inspires
Like siren of the deepest mine
Where opal hides and winks
Or lucid like a spinel pool
Where gentle fawn will drink
I dreamed of her, and she became
Like answered prayer of child
More glorious than Persephone
To tempt us and beguile
Adore her so and she in kind
Bestows upon me wonder
Enraptured and so thankful for
The spell she puts me under
Like amulet of precious stone
She trims and beautifies
Those fortunate be so adorned
Til away, like sprite, she flies…