Enchanting voice

Her enchanting voice
Could be heard through the woods
Bringing near the river
All the animals to drink;
And suddenly after so long
Me too it brought so near

                                                       

Fading away until forever gone,

The hurt: the drink, the deepest
Leaving me, not telling me.
Like a rose flower
Its pinching thorns I forgot not
Oozing blood several pounds I lost.

Defacing my velvet skin

More than a razor my deep cut

Beside it all, in my mind

Its fading echoes

Throbbing in my passing time.