Neath twilights blushing pink tinged skies
deep in the musk scented undergrowth
where auburn crispy leaves go untread
Only here will you see the hedge fairies dance
If you lie very still over mornings dew
as the wart hogs nuzzle the earth to wake
the owl in turn his bed to make
Titania and Puck will waltz for you
With spangled wings of silver and gold
they twirl and whirl till dawn behold
these lovers adorned with pearl coronets
In you I will dream as I greet my bed
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