About the poem: A short poem about eternal love. Love is a constant in the world, unlike peoples lives.
by: Anonymous 9th Grade TA Poet
A strong adoration beating like a heart under earthen soil.
Coil your roots into me and grow off my corpse.
Even as my body decays,
Your body, fresh and kind; arms extended to the world in a eternal embrace.
The two of us sing the macabre as I bring down your mood,
But you howl at the moon for me to rise.
Hold me in your arms as your life reaches end,
Join me in my forever prison, a kingdom below the forest floor.
Thank the heavens our death is that of a French play.