her gingerbread dress

where the lilies flow in the rivers
where the flowers whiten
he will be the death of me
for he is all I will ever want
and all I shall never have
my haunted mirror glitters
framing my darling knight’s face
shadows sicken the heart
of this weary moon fairy
in a trance in my snow white dress
a lace of leaves, the pale yellow woods
my blood is frozen slowly
floating over the lilies in ophelia’s river
gleaming, singing