How could we touch you

Child of the twilight

Skipping through the liminal spaces

Slipping through the unreal places

Between realities

Ghost child

Fey child

Your unseen hands stroke softly

Over our spirits

Leaving goosebumps and shivers

As if someone walked over our graves

What are you

Whence came you

What do you want

But we cannot help

What we cannot touch

So you laugh and sing and play

We plead for you to go away

And come again some other day