I had a dream, and it felt important, and then as I was napping, I reworked it and it just felt like I needed to hash it out in a poem. I'm not convinced that it works, if I am honest. But I had a go!
We walked in the market place among the cloth, among the meat
The people looked on and they saw that I was a whore,
And you had changed beneath your leash
To a hound I didn't recognize
But I loved you no matter the beast
Because you kept to heel as I walked by
We were purposeful, yes we were proud
We had a kinship that kept the market people out.
At the inn, we ate and drank by the hearth,
I took down my hair as you fell asleep
A wolf now with a coat so silver and dark,
Lain at my feet, we had all we needed
And I remember the night sky through the window pane
A million miles away from the busy marketplace.
I awoke, while I had slept you had fled,
I cast my tears and my hair tangled round my head
So everybody in the market had a tale to tell
Of how I'd easily I had lost you, how foolishly I fell.
I went to the forest where the trees stand still and quiet
I sat amongst the soil and I longed for my hound
Until found the secret note with magic folded in it
Hidden in the soft and rain soaked ground
So I set to the wheel and spun in gold and red
A cloth so fine and intricate my pale fingers bled.
That very night my wolf came back to me
Wet with rain and thunder and dark misdeeds
Roaring and far outgrown the leash
With my new cloth I dried his fur
And we lived together in the forest forevermore.