Eternity

The moon casts a shadow over the tallest tree in Maine
Two figures walk underneath the shadow and pause, feeling the darkness wrap around them

Safe
They think

And their held hands become held souls and the wrap themselves around each other

Gone
They think

They lose the notion of individual self and love just a little bit harder

Again
They think

It isn't the first time this shadow has cast insomniac circles under her eyes
Or the first time it's brought out the insanity of his smile

Tomorrow
They think

As twilight breaks he takes out his Swiss Army knife

Forever
He carves
In letters so skinny and fickle that she knows it can't be true

"Forever doesn't exist"
"Then let's imagine it"

The shadow is gone
The sun is there
And they run away from it
Two shadows in broad daylight.