How did you get here?
Where did you come from?

Questions plague your mind
as you try to disentangle weeds
and traverse through the forest.

Calmly, you travel ,
trying to unravel
this puzzle.

Something lurks in this
dark and eerie forest.
You can’t see it.
but you can feel it.

Out of the darkness,
beauty emerges.
A man of mystery
walks to you and
places your hands in his.

Instantly, you are pulled to him,
like a moth to a flame.
This man has aroused passion in you.
But who is he?
You have met him before.

Entranced by his presence,
you lean into him,
trying to cling to his essence.

But no matter how hard you cling,
there is a barrier.
There is a fire in you,
a fire to discover this mystery.

But the barrier persists.
he insists that there must be a barrier.
He holds on to you
in the darkness of the forest.

He is hidden by the shadows
but you still cling to his darkness.

Like an addict,
you depend on him,
on his darkness.

You wake up full of questions,
missing the being,
missing the connection.