Lost

When did we get here?

It couldn’t be a solid year

Ago when a more blameless we

ran through the sunlit forest, free.

 

At what point did we arrive,

No longer soft and young and so alive,

In this brambled thicket black

With no hope of home or going back?

 

When did the game trail wear away?

When did this darkness come to stay?

When did the trees black out the sky above?

When did we get so damn lost in love?

 

 

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