Fairy Dust

Is there a little fairy,

who makes dreams come true?

Wonder if he'd help me

get to the heart of you?

Is this my imagination

Or do I see him there?

Sitting coyly watching me

without a single care.

Is there gold dust

to sprinkle over me?

Maybe if I were golden

my love would me then see.

Beauty is in the eyes

of what lovers perceive.

Everyone sees differently

depending on their needs.

Sprinkle me with gold dust

cover me with glee.

I would not want for more

If in his eyes he'd see ...

That beauty lies

beneath the surface ...

That love and

kindness have a purpose.

Sprinkle your gold dust freely on me.

Perhaps my dream

will yet be.

AngelKat50**

Copyright 2000