with the deftness of a kitchen witch
i conjure up naughty things,
these cinnamon and sugar kisses.

he teaches me how to tend his garden,
it is all snakeroot and dragon water.
i supply the sunshine smile and
weed ready fingers.

starshine and ruby slippers.

laughing our way down an emerald path.

i shuffle in barefeet whispers.

i will gladly set up the red and white
tent for you, and invite all the
Edema Ruh ~ there is little, to
nothing i wouldn't do to make
your eyes shine, to make you lose
your quiet word inhibition.

come and try the chocolate
covered cherry wine, it will
make the whispered words
fall like moon shine, it will
illuminate the shadowed forest.

wrap your arms around my waist,
and pull me into you ~
your heart is my calliope,
tend to me and I will become
your once and future saturnalia.

the snow will sizzle when it
hits the roof, and the garden will
grow with abandon, bidden and
bound with Royal promises.