Kiera's Sonnet

She’s a kaleidoscope, a little bit motley,
A nymph, a figment of long ago dreams,
Compare her to myth, she’ll deny it hotly,
She’ll say she’s ordinary, no fantasy scheme,
But that’s simply too hard to believe,
As she dances to a song that only she can hear,
Thus it is impossible for her to deceive,
You want to keep the faery-girl near.
That laugh of hers, a spritely laugh,
Inspiring in its innocent mirth,
You attempt to induce it with silly gaffe,
A mischievous creature of endless worth,
A creation Shakespearian and epic,
She’s a heart-stopping trick.