By: Amoureax Amant
I sipped red wine, as red as bonfire flame,
with bard's crooning, as impressed as whose name,
who dealt with dark presence in lost forest,
where pervaded dark presence in gauze mist.
I encounted hero by ice river,
whose smile warmed like sun in wintry winter,
but like spray bloomed and fell into ocean,
and like snowfake fell in snow from heaven.
I came to dark forest along footprints,
before snowflake like dust buried all prints,
but never I saw hero in forest,
who disappeared with forest light gauze mist.
I stayed in forest in icy valley,
and prayed as faithful as nun in abbey.