Back Into You (A Poem)

In the stalwart, wicked ways we do
The shadows torment the whole day through,
And though stumble and fall as all men do,
This one will fall back into you.

Tis wondrous, her eyes wide shut,
A longing, wanting, desperate strut,
Those open wounds, so freshly cut,
She questions things, I don’t know what.

For now I seek a day anew,
To throw away those things untrue.
I’ll stumble and fall as all men do,
But I’ll stumble and fall back into you.

Another day, some other time,
Every word will seem to rhyme,
Two lovers not yet past their prime,
Will find a single hill to climb.

I feel these things, you know them too,
All those things we think we knew,
I’ll stumble and fall as all men do,
But I’ll stumble right back into you.