Whispers in the dark

Capture her attention

Following the voice

With arms outreached

Searching with her senses

Feelings of warmth

Enrapture her frame

Unaware of the flames

That nibble at her dress

Or the tree branches

That playfully poke at her sides

She giggles as she places

A figure to the voice

Imagining him

There at her side

Blindfolded and fearless

She follows him through

The soft silky voice

For it she gives trust

To be her guarding angel

And her eyes