Tempting fairies,

It is a matter of great debate, among some circles,

Always weaving, in and out,

Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

You cannot ever, offer them the fruit,

No, it must be peaked at,

On the edge of your vision,

Before being pulled in,

A dance, an escape,

A high, and a low,

Bow your head, and blow,

A hello, how are you,

Is it not a faucet that you turn on?

A cigarette you light?

A touch of the hand...