For Puck x

It’s a jaunty look and cock of the head

A strut for which Puck is well prepared

Guiding elven bucks and wenches

To places sweet and unpretentious

His cheeky grin and golden locks

Belie the naughtiness of his thoughts

But what else could be expected of such a mischevious fairy

Pretty eyes which hide a surprise package found very rarely

The warm breath of flowers through your hair, windswept through the air

Rustles the heart of whichever gentleman you fancy, o fairy fair

With all my hopes and dreams,

MarieAthena