Wildness floats around you,
wolf wicked,
but I’m no little girl
to be dandelion led.
I am a pebble-strewer,
hoping you’d find your way
to my hidden home.
Delight-whisperer, come
find me quick
amid the mysteries
of the sentinel forest.
Bring your power
midnight mage.
I’ve plenty of my own.
Bring your passion
moon brigand,
and see that I
am just as adept at stealing
kisses and nightingale hours
as you are.
