Maiden
She emerged from the woods to where
He lay prostrate, blood streaming from
A chest wound. She knelt beside him
Kissed his parched lips, their faces
And bodies pressed into one.
♞♜♝
A powerful hawk thrust forth from the
Thickets to the sky and hovered over the trees.
It wheeled and soared towards the mountains
A feather fell from its breast,
They watched as it floated from the silent sky.
♞♜♝
She put out both her hands and caught it,
Placing it on his torn body.
It knitted his lesion like a spider’s web
And they grew together becoming a bush of
Wild pink roses on the forest’s edge.
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