There she sat in bed gazing out into the world
Under her sheets, away from the wind that whirled
From the frosted glass, she saw the thawing forest
It's green mysteries beckoned, but she had no true trust
Her crystal hazel eyes peered out of the window from beneath
Then, like a sudden illusion, she saw the dryad adorned by a wreath
Oh, how joy entered her heart and out like a bullet she leapt
She wished to dance with the dryad and forever be kept
I watch her every time I fly by the edge of my forest
With the eyes of a hawk, I see her with divergent interest
A young girl, alone in her abode and dancing in the dark
Her movements like a young stream and her spirt like a lark
I often see her yearning to come closer, but the danger impending
It keeps her away from my reach, oh for her embrace I am aching!
Spring's eve is coming, the sun sets and closer she will come
In my leafy arms, together we will no longer be lonesome
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PoetryWhere the pen meets the page, Where reality and dreams collide, Wishes and curses can be true, Adventures and normality can co-exist How many words must be used to express my feelings? Take a peek inside my heart Hear my calls and see my stories Ta...
