Diamones : a love poem

by Aelfstangard

Flora found this poem in one of the books discovered during the Kimiran Ship Dig. This is her rendering of the poem into English although she says it has lost somewhat in translation. The man's name is Petron. The woman's name Flora believes is Nala or at least she is the one mentioned in other parts of the collection. Read and enjoy.

Diamones
(Spirits)

We made love in the woods

As an audience of wee animals circled around us

And peeked down at us from leafy branches —

Not so surprised to find that without our clothing

We are very much as they.

I loved you from your horns to your hooves,

Your mauve-coloured wings and golden body.

Your hair flowed like a river of black.

Your eyes burned with auburn fire.

Our tails entwined in a lovers' knot

And in climax our wings beat so hard

That we nearly took to the air.

Then we returned to the earth and happy-wept.

We told each other again of our love.

You lay down your head to rest.

A few of our forest friends became brave.

A lynx cub — you remember? — thought your tail

An interesting plaything.

But then, having lost interest,

Curled up to sleep on your wing.

Petron