Theatrical Muse 235, Show us where you live.

Have you got the Talisman?
Did you summon me?
That’s the way you’d reach my home,
That’s the way you’d see.

Maybe you’re a chancer,
Seeking for a mate?
Maybe you’re a dancer,
Swinging to your fate?

Maybe you’re a dreamer,
Singing for a lark?
Maybe witch or wizard,
Challenging the dark?

Maybe you’re a poet,
Rhyming the absurd?
Maybe you’re a writer,
Snares in every word?

P’raps you’re drawn to fire?
Seeking what you’ve lost?
Want to came and join me?
Can you count the cost?

Weeks by your Earth’s counting,
Pass in just a day.
Take the glowing jewel,
Call me down in May.

Come and dance in springtime,
See the flowers bloom.
Count the days in faerie,
Plan to leave in June?

Snows of frozen winters,
Pass on Earth too fast,
All you leave behind you,
Crumbles in the past.

Hear Thomas the Rhymer,
Hear poor Tristan cry,
Weeks of love and laughter -
Centuries passing by.

Would you see my homeland?
Take the jewel and sing.
Come and dance in summer,
While time is on the wing.

Muse; Sweet the Singing Demon
Fandom, BTVS
Words, 187