A cloak of elvenkind

A cloaking robe of
Elvenkind hangs in my
Wardrobe behind
All those things that
Mother said were proper
For a boy
And I know I could not
Say why
On this summer evening
Sixteen books on magic
Spells stacked below the cloak of elves
And sixteen books on
Magic spells so elegantly
Bound
And I know I could not
Say why
On this summer evening
And I know
Something, something
About you
And I know
Something, something
About you

A cloaking robe of
Elvenkind hangs in my
Wardrobe behind
All those things that
Mother said were proper
For a boy