The Forest

He has golden eyes.
He stands under the moonlit sky.
Holding her close to his chest.
Her heart beats fast within her breast.
He holds her tightly but ever so gently.
She feels light in his arms.
He guides her through the forest ever so tenderly.
He shields her from the shadows that lurk deep in the forest.
He will protect her from these shadows.
He knows the life of the forest.
Suddenly, she gently reaches for his face.
Gently she explores every inch of his face with her hands.
Eyes golden and fangs bearing he tries to stop her.
With soft whispers she continues to explore the depths of his face.
She feels his fangs and smiles.
She knows now that she is safe from the shadows of the forest.
He smiles and holds her tight to his chest.
He is her eyes and she is his soul.
March 4, 2002