Helplessly,
I am walking in these pure woods,
exploring the details in where I wish
to find you.
I carve inside the stem of this tree
your name.
So they can help me find you, with your
touch.
So you see that I made the woods
call out your name, in favor of me.
The woods seem endless,
that is why they will find you,
and I will hear the echoes in my
heart, knowing that you are standing there
and carving my name inside the same trees,
enjoining our names,
making the tree feel the same,
and for every traveler that sees
our name,
will become insane
of the love me and you are telling
mother nature to maintain.
YOU ARE READING
You Who Knows Best
PoetryThis is a series of love poems written by me. "May we meet where the eye can find its rest, And where our hearts beat for each other, even outside of our breasts."
