"Elven Fair" by Christy N. Kassler

Elven Fair

A tale there was spoken of old

Of a lady with hair of gold

And eyes polished like an amethyst stone

Yet the fair maiden dwelt alone

Skilled in all mortal tongues was she

Yet not of the same kind as we

An elven maiden of pure royalty

Yet to her birthright she bore no loyalty

She loved the humans that she met

And when a man with hair of jet

Came into her lonely life

Soon in love she fell with him

And his heart also did she win

So she became his devoted wife

The storytellers say

They dance every day

Together in the stony wood

He smiles at her and her at him

Just like two lovers should

They dance all night

Yet at first light

They turn to head back home

She swore her oath

And now they both

In the shadows no longer roam