lookingglassgirl

Upon a clouded vision I did see
a stolen moonshine beaming down on me.
In whispy meadows,
by teardrops eye,
A fallen faerie once did cry
With a ragged wing,
and a wandering heart
Did this faerie's sugary voice solemnly depart:

O sweet heaven,
O sweet pain,
O why on my heart must thou rain?
For no longer am I left to hear,
the tinkling of bluebells in mine ear.
And on my tounge does no the taste
of honeyed nector so rest,
but instead lingers a bitter unknown harshness
which i detest.
Forgotten is the way
To the dream i once did sleep
and now under this starless sky,
Awakened...
I am left to weep.