image from Wikimedia , artist, Gustave Doré
(in the Public Domain)
Triolet for a Wolf
One afternoon deep within the wood,
I was warm when you came near:
You leaned your coat against me and there I stood,
one afternoon deep within the wood.
I didn't move although I thought I should--
your heat and silence were enough to fear--
but that afternoon deep within the wood,
I was so warm when you came near.
