Enchanted

Enchanted Forest

Swirling black dress

Shimmering skies

Soft white light

Moon gleems in glee

The brown eyed maiden

Knotted hair flowing

Like a river cascading

Twirling like a disc

Sweet fragrant air

Caressing her face

Deep Crimson, wild

Flowers etched in the dark

Soft feet, soft step

Whispers heard in the void

Shinning stars on the satin black

of the dress. Images come,

Images fade. Eyes closed

I become that girl

Wild, free and on her own.