Once Bitten by Sally James

She slumbers in her cocoon of warmth 

bathes in the cool waters of serenity 

notices a brighter shade outside 

as if the sun had kissed the earth. 

A green and pleasant land beckons. 

She tastes the fruit, sweet at first bite  

her lips moisten, whets her appetite. 

Her longing increases as time ticks 

new seconds away, never ending, 

She grazes till the sun goes down 

and the earth is no longer green 

returns once more dust to sacred dust.