Confession of the poetical firefly to muse-butterfly of poesy by Paweł Markiewicz

You must excuse me. You dear dreamer!

I have overly felt my dreamery about Golden Fleece.

I built my small paradise without any other ontological beings.

I based the dreamiest sempiternity on tenderness of my wings.

Thus. I painted  my wings in color of an ambrosia.

Withal: I liked dew of dawns for the sake of elves.

I loved too much  the wizardry of mayhap meek Erlkings.

I had to read many fairy tales of the Winter Queen.

I have enchanted your night rainbow.

I have become a magician of dawn.

I loved the Morning Starlet – the propitious Venus.

I collected all shooting stars after a dreamier night.

Excuse me. My dear butterfly

fulfilled in same afterglow

and bewitched by lights of moonlit and

starlit nights!

Let us dream over night!

Unto an epiphany of first

angels of red sky in

the morning.

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Paweł Markiewicz was born 1983 in Siemiatycze in Poland. He is poet who lives in Bielsk Podlaski and writes tender poems, haiku as well as long poems. Paweł has published his poetries in many magazines. He writes in English and German.