Brush back your tail,
Oh love of the ages!
Stay for my company,
Darling of scarlet.
Sniff at affection
And turn up your nose.
Visit me soon
Where a young tree blooms.
Dance on my fingertips
Butter winged angel!
Fly from your flower throne
Bright Elven King.
Kiss on my ring finger;
Tickle me quietly.
Our guest now is tiring.
Go feast in your halls.
Your hand on my cheek
Bright Father of mine.
A kiss on my shoulder
Dear Mother of Day.
I lay in your bed,
And sleep at the foot.
In blankets of love;
A pillow of warmth.
Come back to me
Darling!
Now feast with me
King!
Please carry me
Father!
Don't leave me
Oh Mother!
I sleep in the wilderness;
Eat with the rats.
Clothe in disparity
With shoes stitched of pain.
I drink from a poison stream
And fight an old fox.
Crush all the butterflies
With stomp after stomp.
Now hastens a new friend
With bright silver eyes
And cunning affections
But cold, dead arms.
He whispers he's known me,
I feel like I've seen him,
But I never have greeted his face.
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