Blue Fairy’s magic is  drawn by edged waning moon

Thundering clouds heard in the rafters

Crisp saddled morning brings tears to the young maiden

Her love is flames who spirit appears

Mystically tints each frog moon

Glowing gently in unabridged calm

Unique tailed sunsets, she can appear, the mermaid girl

Lost awaiting his human form, she to form the blue fairy

Surrounded in splendor life

She dries her tears by the waterfalls sadly

On the far edge reigns hidden images of he

Painted in wings of glory, their beautiful tender love story

She paints the doorway to their new being

Breath-taking captive in endless rivers flowing, soft slowing

She will wait each night for his wings to show

Each caressed door shall be their castle light

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