Choices and Consequences

it was never a question of how

but when,

the way you moved across the room

and how the shadows would blend

as the night took a breath

while the moon burned

red

your voice

how it soothed

on a cold, lonely winter's eve

when no one was around

only you,

only me

there was fire and ice

happy and sad,

and yet, I could not leave you

I chose to remain

in the midst of the flames

in spite of 

everything

everyone

but me.

I wonder if you remember

I wonder if you still care

could we have lasted

beyond what we dared

to touch

to dream

to conceive and believe...

 

Reviews

[Corset]

Fire and Ice by Robert Frost was on my mind lately and now I see why, if we could but die twice for those ...

[Tony Jordan]

Breath-taking eloquence Alisa
"...how the shadows would blend
as the night took a breath
while the moon burned
red..." - *gasps*

The ending of this one reminded me of a prayer my mum would make me recite as a child at bedtime. Such a delicate sign off to this tour de force.
Thanks for sharing

[Alisa Js]

🎄Sending holiday greetings across the very long way👋

Thanks, Tony for your comments!

Have you ever wondered about a particular someone, about all the what if’s??? If only??? What about???

Or maybe a certain friend, platonic... but full of possibilities...

Or even, a particular romance that could have gone the distance, if only....

✨sigh✨

One of those scenarios inspired this piece❤️

Sending you smiles across the mikes😀

Alisa✨

[Alisa Js]

Miles.... not mikes!!!


Lol😆