Leprechaun

you come while i nap on a soft moss bed under the willow, 
dreaming of nymphs and faieries, 
your feet softly parting the lush grass as you quietly approach my 
nest. 
the scent of magic tickles your nose, 
the wind playfully tugs at your hair... 
you brush aside the leafy fingers to step inside my secret place. 
The sun peeks through the branches, 
causing glowing pixies to dance on your cheek 
as you gaze on my sleeping form. 
a smile enhances the beauty of your face as you step forward, 
bending down to brush my hair with gentle hands. 
I stay with you in my dreams: my head rests upon your shoulder 
and i hear your voice in my ear, and when you say, "awaken, love," 
I do, to see you kneeling close. 
and taking my hand tenderly in your own, 
you draw me to my feet. i smile now, 
and together we walk out through the leafy curtain 
to frolic merrily in the sunshine; 
laughing, dreaming, all the while, 
innocently leaving my place of withdrawal behind.