Sunday, March 7, 2021

so close to home

as we walked into the woods,
deepening
with darkness
the snow fell faster 
and hard.
the whitened world was
at a slant
in this blizzard.
the quiet of cold sinking
into our bones.
would we die together
out here,
hand in hand
as our boots sank
deeper into the snow.
is this how life would end,
together,
our love just beginning,
so close to home.

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