Thank you!!!

I shall definitely post more very soon, as soon as I get my wits together. Hey, how about a bit now...

The moonlight falls upon her hair
The moonlight glows into her lair
A single candle burns low

She dreams of places never seen
Towers of gold, childlike queens
Though at the ball she's supposed to show.

The moon-kissed ground is suddenly crushed
By strong bare feet soft to the touch
She awakens to the sound

The maiden starts as the windows show
The silhouette of a man in the moon-glow
Her heart begins to pound.

She stands up and steps a time, once more
The drapes of her white gown softly skim the floor
The stranger comes inside

This man has eyes like a wild mare
His muscular chest, his dark dark hair
Pants made of deer hide.

"You are of the faery!" she cries.
"True," says the man, "and none have lied,
You're the fairest I've seen."

He touches her face, he looks in her eyes
From a deep bliss within his heart he sighs.
"Come with me, my queen."