we danced for danger,
I thought things for drastic measures
lost my way into the woods
glad I met someone like you—
get ready for it

sang a chorus of songs like a plea for help,
stray me my sanity
but still, I love him
though the forest never promised safety
I stayed

his silhouette flickered between trees
a lullaby and a warning yet I followed

I absorb words as if I was a sponge—
soft, yielding until the flood finds me
and I no longer float, but sink singing