Fairy Alchemist

She wouldn't smile, your fairy alchemist
she wouldn't hold the key to your seasons anymore
she wouldn't be the sleep in your wakefulness
nor the wakefulness in your sleep
your warmth in the coldest winter chill
safe shelter from the storm she wouldn't be

Would you let her go
fly back to where she came from?
where the night ends but a new day doesn't begin
would you let her leave the 'twilight glade'
and return to eternal sleep
in the womb of black hole?