The Pixie Bride

Dandies grace the air with their wandering seeds
Raining little lions into the grass and weeds
Remember when this soil used to be so bare?
Before the summer you and I did kiss there?

Pebbles and twigs formed small salamander beds
And earthy sofas and pillows for worms' heads
But roses were too shy to erect a palace
Afraid of spider webs and the wasp's malice

Then one August came the gardening sparrows
They shat their crops-to-be and brought their harrows
Rain arrived and a flourishing garden grew
You brought me here, glanced just once, and then I knew

I shed my green dress and was shamelessly nude
You refused to touch me, but I was no prude
You reminded me we were not yet married
I promised I would wait---still you were harried

And I beckoned you to disrobe like me, too
But you held from doing what you wanted to do
So I danced like a lone star in the black sky
You watched me eagerly, with a heave and sigh

Pink butterflies blossomed like flying rosebuds
You and I blew bubbles from dewy soapsuds
I twirled around, nipples gleaming like seashells
I was your coy enchantress wearing gold bells

Finally, you seized me and kissed my forehead
I said, "The wedding's tomorrow, go ahead."
You grabbed a dandelion and tickled my breasts
Then you laughed, "Why copulate among the pests?"

"For tomorrow my pixie bride and I shall wed."
Tomorrow, you and shall wed."