Poem: Daredevil

Poem by The Phoetic

I won’t follow you into the dark abyss of tomorrow

Neither will I guide you through a spooky wood

I ain’t jumping off a cliff with you

Or let us cross the street without a glance

And most certainly will I refuse to brave a storm

Without a pair of jackets

But I will fall in love with you,

Which is the scariest thing one could possibly do.

Original image taken with a Nikon 5300 of a winter tree on a Southern California hike.