2024-07-17 - just out of reach

Mind familiar, touch gentle
A fire licks upward, careful not to burn

Shepherd of boys, shepherd of girls
The fire tempers itself lest it spurn

She comes mind open, she comes watchful
Come and stay a while, sit by my fire

Does she not see she is worthy, does she not see she is loved
Do you love me as much as them, the egg does inquire

Her mind wanders, her mind strays
Yes, this is good, keep track of my friends

Her flock is rowdy, her flock is well-kept
Come now, Impression is not means to ends

She does not linger, her flock comes first
But oh does the fire reach after her missing touch

Soon the touching comes to an end
And Tasted Fire tries not to miss her too much.