He lost his way in the forest floor,
Led by whispers he couldn't ignore.
The trees grew thick, the stars fell shy,
And then — a flicker caught his eye.
She stood, as the sun fell over the stream,
He froze, unsure whether it was a dream.
With ferns for hair and dots on skin,
She vanished swift as breath within.
But something stirred deep in his mind,
A fleeting feeling he couldn't leave behind.
Hours and days, he searched for her grace,
While she hid in secret following his trace.
With fate by their side, they met again,
She touched his face and eased his pain.
Without a word, they fell in love,
And built a home where wild things rove.