Discontent

Where did you come from my precious sprite? You live as if there is no tomorrow. And still somehow you are bluntly interrupted. You may come inside and warm yourself for a bit. Maybe we should act upon nothing at all. Welcome to my world, please stay a while. Warm your hands by the fire and close your eyes. Memorize your collection of thoughts. My discontent has eluded my nature of being serene. Something has been added to my sense of calmness. Perhaps it is your presence and your beauty. Shall I wrap my cloak around you please? Let me comfort your shivering and frail body. My looks are powerful as bolts of lightning. Feel my willingness to comfort you. My touch is soothing, your eyes remain closed. A moment to cherish as fresh dew on a leaf. Try as I may to remain in the moment, your eyes open. You jump as if to flee, then you stop and look back. Your soft gentle smile has an obscure captivity. I stand and reach out for you to no avail. You fly as fast as the wind wisps through trees. My mystic eyes are no relief to your naivety. Like a wild horse senses the harm...you are gone...