I shimmer where your longing leads, A promise born of burning needs. I paint you gifts you cannot claim, A distant pool without a name. You chase me, though I never stay, I live in heat, then fade away.

I have a bark but cannot bite, I am very small and light, Broken off by the wind, you’ll see, I'm a tiny piece of a tree

my last four letters are a division of religion I have antennae but cannot transmit I induce paralysis or hysteria in many

Silent sculptor of winter's might, crystal cloak on land and sea. Slippery surface, dancers glide, in drinks, I bring cool delight.

When you see headlights on cars, and the sky full of stars. For some a time to party for others a time to sleep. Add a letter and he’s one you’d send when a princess is locked in a keep.