Leave me alone,
with the trees and the rocks that feel as cold as the stone,
where the leafs will fall down like the rain the pores from the clouds,
and I still sit there getting soaked by the leaves as the touch me like it's allowed,
I'll pour my heart into what I feel is worth something more than what I have,
but for now my heart is silent like the leaves as they fall down onto me,
and my mind is the only thing making a sound,
like the wind does ever so effortlessly,
and it isn't until the leaves have covered me completely,
that I feel nothing but there cold,
a cold that is like the trees and rocks,
but felt a lot more like stone,
and as the leaves became stone,
like I finally felt alone,

Maybe you thought that if you touched me
You would change me into something that you owned
Or you would change yourself into the man you are not.
You thought I would be a bouquet in your arms,
Compliant, pleasing, with the scent of hyacinths and lilacs drifting off my skin,
To complement you as the king of the kingdom that is my body.
But my body is not a garden with flowers for you to pick,
Unwelcomed.
I won’t let you run your hands through the forget-me-nots of my hair,
Across the roses of my hips,
Ghosting across the stalks of lilies over my back.
You didn’t ask, and so you thought you had conquered my land.
But I am the queen of this forest.
And I don’t want you to be my king.

Under streetlights in the suburbs,
Your eyes are illuminated by the moonlight
And you lean me up against the whitewashed wall
In the hazy temperature of an August midnight.
Closed eyed and open hearted,
The hour slows in time to savour youth
And our shadows entwine like the ivy beside us.
When my cheeks are flushed to coral
And your eyes shine like snapdragons,
You toss me your grass-stained tshirt
As I twirl an ivy leaf between my fingers.

I remember rolling hills and the thrumming bass,
Strung up fairy lights to guide me and you,
As we learned to navigate our way to the coastline,
With a lingering touch of fingers and faces.
Alone together and blanketed by the coarse night air,
You took me through the heather and the salty breeze,
And I could see your eyes on the abrupt cliff,
They saw me like I had never been seen before.
Catches of breaths and a hurried manner,
I felt the low temperature rise around us,
You won me over amongst the dew drops and four-leaved clovers.