Embers Of Departure: A Celestial Rebirth Poem by Lilith Van'Nightinveil

At the precipice I stand,
Gazing into the unknown expanse.
Aware of the impending, yet unprepared,
Balancing on the brink, a delicate affair.

Shall I leap, our destinies intertwining?
Allow her to seize the reins, defining.
Or maintain the grasp, my hands on the wheel,
As she beckons from the depths, an appeal.

A dance with uncertainty, we briefly part,
Moments of softness, a delicate heart.
Then grief, an unstoppable force like a train,
She returns, a familiar presence, not in vain.

The tug-of-war resumes, control in the fray,
To embrace her allure, or push her away?
Her gaze from the abyss, a mesmerizing call,
A siren's song, echoing through the fall.

In the ebb and flow, she tests my hold,
A relentless pull, a story yet untold.
Do I surrender or stand my ground?
As we waltz on the edge, destiny unbound.