Berrywood Grove from Incantation by Sharon Knight

Two lovers met gazes down by Berrywood Grove
In passion drenched hazes, ever deeper they strove
No truer lovers on earth were ever born
I tell you this truly as roses have thorns
And they burned up their sorrows
With the heat of their love

She gave him a lily, like to the scent of his breath
Laced in velvet chantilly, to invite his caress
They stepped into the circle of steel strong stones
Where the wind wails wanton and the moon softly moans
And they melted their sorrows
There in Berrywood's breast

They made true love there such as seldom is known
Their honeywine kisses could squeeze
Sweetness from stone
The elf-queen espied them as she sat on her throne
She smiled to herself as she dined all alone
For she knew that the seeds of renewal were sewn

Upon them she crept as they drank up the moon
Her silver hair windswept in a silken cocoon
She knelt down beside them and stroked their soft skin
A starlit circle she wound them within
Then she courted the sky with her heartwrenching croon

The lovers awakened to the faery queen's spell
Afraid and breathtaken, they knew the charm well
They gathered their blankets, their bottle of wine
Left nothing but memories of sweetness divine
Then they ran toward the meadow
Where her Highness did dwell

They entered her castle both lofty and cold
Her richly jeweled caverns a joy to behold
Her chamber they stormed as she sat spinning gold
They questioned her spellcraft, defiant and bold
Demanding she tell them what cannot be told

She answered their query with the voice of the bird
In a hum bright and merry the woods sang her word
"My children your love is more precious than gold
For with it the forest can never grow old
I implore you to stay till life's last breath is heard"

"We're sorry your Highness, we were destined to rove
For sweet freedom's fineness is essential to love"
But on their departure they left her a rose
To this very day in the circle it grows
And the blessings flow freely down in Berrywood Grove

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