Red Riding Hood ran into the woods where the dreaded she-wolf was hiding.
The woods around their village were always covered in snow, whatever the season. How could anyone not dare to go for a walk in such a strange place? It was far too tempting for Red Riding Hood. All the villagers were afraid of this place. The forest was cursed and some even believed it to have magical powers. But Red Riding Hood didn't care. They were just stories told to children to keep them from venturing out at night. There would be wolves lurking in the shadows of the cursed woods, just waiting to eat lost humans. Of course, this was far from the truth. Only one wolf lived there and she didn't care about humans. Her howl every full moon was as intriguing as it was attractive to many people in the village, but no one dared defy the ban.
Perhaps it was a dangerous pack or, on the contrary, a lone wolf. No one knew if the myth was true. Red Riding Hood didn't want to live with such a mystery. She wasn't looking for wolves, but she did want to dance in the cursed forest.
It was said that there was a hidden icy river that would be the entrance to a world beyond the world.
Red Riding Hood ran into the woods where the dreaded she-wolf was waiting.
It had become a necessary routine. She would walk through the snow-covered woods to the frozen river, take out worn ice skates from her scarlet bag and put them on to dance on the ice. The she-wolf was captivated by this woman. In all the years she had lived here, she had never come across a human soul who dared to enter this cursed place. She lived her life as protector of the magical forest and was content with that. The outside world and humans held no interest for her. When she saw Red Riding Hood dancing for the first time, with such grace, what a surprise! The beauty of her pirouettes inspired so much melancholy and desire in her that the she-wolf could not take her eyes off the sight of her dancing.
There was never any music, but Red Riding Hood seemed to glide to a divine sound that only the she-wolf could hear. A connection was forming between the two women without either of them realising it. The she-wolf didn't know what to make of her budding feelings; she was shy about approaching Red Riding Hood. For the first time in her life, the she-wolf felt disorientated. She had no control over her emotions, she didn't know how to approach him. She had to find a solution, this hypnosis had become the most precious thing in her life.
My poem
Dear Red Riding Hood who meets my eye
I'm the she-wolf who calls you every night
People talk about me, they're suspicious
The world is afraid of me, I terrify them
You don't run away when I approach you
You turn around when I approach you
Dear Red Riding Hood, my she-wolf who doesn't know herself
I walk and you follow
Come with me into the woods
Let me be the muse of your nights
Come with me into the woods
Awaken the she-wolf in you
Christy The Poet
My poem video
The ice queen is coming
Here we are again with our two lovers and we have a third protagonist who comes into the picture. She's an ice queen, just like me. I tend to identify with this cold, lonely woman who, despite herself, is looking for company. I imagine her as a powerful queen who would be an obstacle to the love of the she-wolf and Red Riding Hood, or an evil witch like in the world of Narnia. I'll leave you to your imagination.
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