[Written: 2025-01-13]

As I stare death in the face,

I knew I had seen her before.

If you have seen it once,

You have seen it all.

She must be a woman,

Who could devastate us all.

And pick up the pieces,

Of all our hearts before too far we fall.

So we don’t burn in the sun of a god,

We walk in her shadow where it is cool.

As I walk through the valley of the shadow off her,

The wisest thing I can say is I have been reborn a fool.

Every word I have said or say,

Are now just her smallest of tool.

She may play with my heart and soul,

It’s what’s needed for me to move on.

I don’t know if I love her more or less,

I just know my choice might be gone.