We two walked on a wilderness track.
Dusty brave bright she stumbled
on promises wide as the steps of night.
We swept over worlds below.
Foreign fields bloomed in strength,
testing the limits of our joy.
We listened for she-bears and believed
in ghosts. Her hair was whipped
by the breath of the world.
I was helpless to begin.
The path led down into a dark grove
where I played at a cynical smile
but the shape of her face ignited
a fire that would consume the stars.
And even so
the distance between us grew.
We emerged entangled above a river wild,
rising from the heart of the dark earth,
and I searched for a word that would bind us,
coming up with only a handful of sound.
Now she is on the other side
and will not look back.
The magic will not take.
Her laughter echoes in distant trees
where I know she has found a strange embrace.

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