Backcountry Summers

one night my dad and I were hiking in the backcountry
and maybe we were so thirsty that we started seeing things
flitting through the darkness but I swear
we saw an elf dancing in the moonlight and she was
beautiful and we stood on the trail, our headlamp
beams dancing to the beat of her footsteps, her
hair swooshing through the crisp night air like she was
a bird and this was the sky and she had the wind under
her wings and could fly as high or as low
as she wanted and it was dreadfully freaky and we
couldn’t move and just had to stare at her her hair
was so gold and she was beautiful in the moonlight