by Lucy Mellor

It was new and I was awakening

Springing into life

Vines of ivy intertwined

The sun adored us

And we basked in its glory;

It won’t set on us.

Defiance of nature

The chill sets in

I curl into myself

Time for things to die

Distance is a poison and I hope,

That when I awake from my slumber

I will be untwined from you.