a fairy and the book

like monsoon she came...
like a breeze she was gone....
i couldn't even lift my eyelids......
i had my glasses on...


she sparkled like the spring....
she blossomed like a flower......
but a bit odd was that hour....
and I kind of felt her power....


she smelled like fresh air.......
so glowing was her hair.....
she whispered like a morning prayer......
but i kept rocking on a chair.........


time was good for a fling......
it felt like to let off the hook.......
she was lovely like a fairy.....
bt I was happy with my book