Fairy Tale

                              In memoriam

When you met Fair, by any chance
She came to disappear:
Where love is lurking, witches dance
Luck is a bitch up here.

What did it whisper while she seemed
To linger on your smile?
All what you might have lived or dreamed
Stayed for a spell... awhile.

Since Fair was singled out for you
The Fiend made ring the bell.
No crystal shoe spoke ever true
Even if it fitted well.

October 24, 2025