to patients, (some of whom ask why)
the one or other potion might be best.
So, long into the rationale of one small pill
its name is pyridoxine, and it is a vitamin.
This molecule is very crafty and it often will
restore one’s dreaming and improve one’s skin.
So I proceeded to ingest just before bed
the wonder substance in a hefty dose.
And soon, in fairyland a little spirit led
a boy through meadows of pink poetry and prose.
The spirit left me at a bench made from old pear,
where seated was a lovely maiden from days gone.
A smile peeked through the curtain of silk hair
she said the words, I’m listening, please go on.
We talked for years which turned to decades in a flash,
just sitting holding hands and taking turns,
and once she leaned to place a little kiss on my mustache
and in the end we made bouquets from leafy ferns.
I woke and wandered off as in a daze,
the power in that vitamin was something to behold.
I often think about us sitting in that haze,
and listen to her heart, a heart of gold.