If I were fair Titania
I’d spirit you away
and sorrow’d no more trouble you
among the court of fey

If I were Queen of Elfland
you’d dress in silk and gold
and be the fearless heroine
of every ballad told

Yet I am merely mortal
no royalty am I
and I have naught to offer you
but arms in which to cry

My hands will hold you gently
and wipe away your tears
while from my lips I’ll speak the words
to banish all your fears

I may not rule in Faerie
nor bend earth to my will
yet everything I am is yours
if you will have me still

[ Apparently being in a relationship makes me incredibly saccharine. Whodathunk? Now go read my girlfriend’s poetry. It’s waaaay better than mine. ]