The calm of a summer night
Seduces her
Into sleep and then dreams
And
She falls back
A thousand years.

No television
Just stories told around the fire
Sparks dancing as the children laughed.
No radio
Just songs sung by strangers with shy smiles
Songs of dragons and love and dying well.

She moved through this world like a cure
A cure for love, a cure for need
The stars were hers to command
So bright they shone
And played
And teased
And stayed

And stayed

She awakes this summer night
Looks up.

Still there.

They Dance.