Fantasy: Losing Himself In Her Sparkling Eyes Poem by Margaret Alice

I will always be fine, the Ice Princess replied,
the devil himself is scared of me, I promised
to arrive with fairies and magic, now he sends
forth his demonic horde to protect my life,
keeping me out of his devilish life, such
bewitchment would drive him nuts,
the devil said…

But her friend laughs with glee, surely the devil
would never flee from anyone - the Ice Princess
smiles; she wants to confront old Nic himself,
- don’t be daft - the devil is big and tough,
beware of him; see, she replies, I shall
mesmerize his whole entourage, I even
have plans, obtained from Terry
Pratchett himself, to improve
on his tortures...

Isn’t that too much, he meekly asks,
not at all, she airily replies, so he
kisses her laughing lips, losing
himself in her sparkling eyes…