and the wolf wandered towards her
whispering into her ear
i won't have a drink with you, you would only use me
after he had seen her glancing at the other one

still he took her hands, shyly

and she didn't withdraw
it was the wolf who was terrified of her

what is this horror of rejection?
it s no visible cut
and nothing really changes
and yet is like fire
walk with me

so she took his hand as the door closed
and led him through the flames