She cradled me in her arms
Like a wounded sheep wandering
With nothing but fear
Eternally etched in wide, still eyes
Shock and awe frostbitten by time
Decay like dark spots nibbling
Reflecting headlights off asphalt
Stretched like screams in the night.
In between her breaths I fall apart
As footsteps fade from summer’s scent
And cease to echo in gravel
Pointed with delayed intentions.
Broken promises pile up like rocks
Disjointed and ejected from their homes
A landslide before our destination
Leaving her to carry on, alone.
Moonlit Poetry 