Fairytales Around A Lightbulb- Granting Wishes Poem by Cupid Missed

We moved spaced, turned back time, erased mistakes,
A thousand wishes in the past, three for each master,
One at a time; right choices, wrong decisions,
Your wish is my command; every genies weakness,
One wrong rub/wish-lust, hate and death sprouted,
Battles were planted, wars reaped, blood uncovered,
Then riding on unicorns we hid dames in towers,
Kindled frozen spirits of many fallen angels,
Became with them one for a night, neither more nor less,
Slowly happily ever after was falling apart,
Where once everyone walked naked feeling not shame nor blush.