Daye 81 / Mistletoe

sitting under the mistletoe
pale-green
fairy mistletoe
one last candle burning low
all the sleepy dancers gone
just one candle burning on
shadows lurking everywhere
some one came
and kissed me there

tired i was
my head would go
nodding under the mistletoe
pale-green
fairy mistletoe
no footsteps came
no voice but only
just as I sat there
sleepy lonely
stooped in the still and shadowy air
lips unseen
and kissed me there
~ Walter de la Mare