We were too young.

We were too young for each other.
Orpheus was entertaining
friends. I followed the beekeeper
for his sweetness. The gathering
didn't see me leave. Orpheus
held them spellbound with hymns and wine.
He still worshipped Dionysus,
deity of hive and vine.
What was the secret of his song:
fire and water bound by fear?
Though Eros' power was strong,
I was the daughter of wind and air,
and the sister of crane and curlew.
Faced with engulfing flames, I flew.