Saturday 18 February 2012

In The Forest

In the forest, in the woods, I almost want to close my eyes, to release myself unto the wild. I want to trust not my own instincts and let nature have her way with me. She is the fiercest woman. She has a beautiful core, whatever she may be capable of, whatever she may do at times. I forgive her, for all her glory that surrounds us, at every fraction of my days. I am evergreen, you shed your leaves, we live together. In the forest it seems we can never stop reaching out. I grab for you. You stick in this heart, painted here. I am the cold wind. Rustling, breaking free. You are in my sights. Forever. Always and forever.

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