05-09-2018, 09:50 PM
Natural Temptation
I promised to hold your hand until the end,
both of us entering a dark forest:
birches clothed in moonlight,
their shine angelic, until
clouds dim the pines,
dark as your saddest dress.
Soon, I'll have to carry you to the other side,
my steps will count as two, but no one
keeps a ledger of such things;
the same is true for the number of times
I've considered letting go.
From NaPM
I promised to hold your hand until the end,
both of us entering a dark forest:
birches clothed in moonlight,
their shine angelic, until
clouds dim the pines,
dark as your saddest dress.
Soon, I'll have to carry you to the other side,
my steps will count as two, but no one
keeps a ledger of such things;
the same is true for the number of times
I've considered letting go.
From NaPM
Time is the best editor.

