The Fairest of the Fair

You are the fairest of the fair,

And there is beauty in your way,
Your love I must bear.

Felicity resides in your glare,

Its laughability does sway,
You are the fairest of the fair.

None can match your stare,

I cannot look away,
Your love I must bear.

But why do you stand there?

Where such novelties stay.
You are the fairest of the fair.

Could it be that you too would bear

The desire for play?
Your love I must bear.

Now, I realize the beauties hear,

As at the fair I found you stay,
You are the fairest of the fair
And there is beauty in your way.