Poetry: Dreamswept Fae

i don’t miss your jealous green eyes

your day is no concern of mine i’m very glad not to risk it

another round of coffee with someone bright and new

my heart my hope my hands opened like flowers all for you

but as for me the author of this story this little dreamswept fae

she wanders away trying to find the joy in work and play

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