Itwillbe

Beauty is in the mind of the beholder
and you are refreshingly real.
Not hearing from you, I feel like I'm back in a tired, old world
again... how did you penetrate me so deeply?

you are nothing to me, but letters on a screen.
i cannot see how my words would get you to
do anything that you don't want to do.
i'm not that powerful. i'm just an elf.

You're right. I'm sorry. I've tainted the waters of this elven
kingdom; my words swirled red on clear, poison.

In many ways, I'm still such a child, scribbling, curling words around
and around, with no thought for consequence.

Light the match.