her air
her poise
her stance of like
who isn't mesmerized by the fairy's dance?

she flutters her wings,
dances amidst the crowd,
sucked deep into the euphoria.
she basks in the aura of its trance,
its delirium.
skipping
smiling
impishly.

the world is the fairy's playground,
her troubles hidden away beneath her wings.

now, who won't be mesmerized by the fairy's dance?