fairylore, fairylove.

it's you, it's you, it's you
the pink-and-pony
estrogen-induced
meaning of life!

it's you! it's you!
the curtsy and the bob
and frill and the lace
and the
twist of the ankle
incline of the head

we dream when we are new
of completion just like you
and never think to find
existence of this kind

for you! for you!
I breathe in and out
for you!

do not ask for me
do not think to
be for me
I am for you
and you are for you
so I can be me
for you

you, you, you!
it's only you!
and will only ever be you!
as long as I am no
longer new!

reject early teachings
but in your heart cling to that
swelling music, that
sparkling wing, that
awakening from a deep sleep
for that is you
and you, and you,

and I am only for you!