T'was Brillig, Honey

Zephyr me to Samarkand
or maybe to Xanadu.
Raven me to Innisfree.
Be gregarious you.

Flambe me with jubilance.
Spray me with oleander.
Hypnotise me with your pulse
as we forever wander.

Be my knight, my hero.
Don't quit me in a huff.
Braid your verdant yabbadabbadoo
and make me really chuffed,

Persuade my alabaster limbs
with your quintessential refrain.
If you'll be my sweet william,
I'll be your sweet lorraine.

(c) Ruth Latta, 2020