Sonnet of admirations

Do you know the beats
Unto which trees dances
In the air it peacefully floats
Like weightless objects
Relaxing on water surfaces
Admired by the seduction of cats
On its feet, are strong roots
Tapping the admirations
Of an erratic Princess,
For she’s a sporadic babe,
Intermittent lady, and
An uncommon female…
With a valuable and
Scarce intelligence.