love in the dark

this forest is dead
and yet, these trees are alive.
with each turn of the wind,
their withered arms reach out for me,
ever inching closer.

i feel death coming.
i feel death reach out its spindly hand,
the scent of earth and decay
intoxicating
beyond my wildest dreams.

love in the dark

ravensnarky

Portland, United States

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