“I wanted to tame
my wild side. I thought
there was no sin
in seeking peace
from myself, in pursuing
soft intentions.
She took insult
and being wild
determined to destroy
the one who would
destroy her.
With gleeful
promises, she led
me into the darkness
and sealed me here
stone by stone,
howling that we
would never be tame.
Separated from half
her soul,
she grew quietly
wilder, slowly maddened
into melancholy.
Soon she will wish
to dance in the moonlight
and find her steps stayed.
She will descend
into the earth,
dig me free
stone by stone
and we will howl
together
at the moon,
whole again.”
-
Fortunato’s Hope
Grace Babcock © 2017
(via gracebabcockwrites)
Published on February 06, 2018 17:40