The Insouciance of Dreams

Now:

I finally found you

after the building of massive monuments

brick and mortar

endless pilgrimage

bloody feet walking

snowdeep

wild wooded lands

treacherous.

I came upon a cabin

windswept with enchantments

firebright

twinkling humors

and I lived there for five hundred years.

Then:

and when you entered

bringing the howling wind and

sticks for the fire

I fell down

weak and weeping

Desperately clinging

to your indifference.