that first walk in the woods

snow underfoot

your eyebrows dark slashes of punctuation

stark as the trees cutting

the December sky

you told me your father hated women

and your mother hated you

a current of energy

disturbed and seduced me

I loved you immediately

you wept

the very next morning

we picked out names for our kids

(we would be having two)

the utter insanity of love

there is no going back

By queenofelves

Writer, artist, and magic-user. Lover of fantasy and romantic poetry. Always exploring!


  1. “the utter insanity of love”

    How strange and purely beautiful it is when it enters into life. Worth every heartbreak too. Great work.


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