I stopped listening to love songs because I want so much more than words strung together by empty promises.

The forest never
asks where it is
it always knows the way
be like the forest

i've opened my arms
and tossed the feelings
of my soul
         to the world

     take them

give them back to me
   cleansed
      purified of dirt
and wholesome
   and i'll cradle them tightly
against my chest
      to be soaked up
by my heart.