Vines of unforgiving heights
climb up through my depths.
Leaves vocalize in delight
beneath my every movement.

Up and down my fingertips
sturdy roots intertwine.
Blooming on unexpectant lips
wild roses whisper tenderness.

Wind across the prairie wide
fill my lungs, rush my soul.
Sweet nector does not hide
from my heightened senses.

Water flows sweet and smooth
to cleanse my ever fiber.
I must dare nothing move
me from this sweet oasis.

Love as simple and as vast
wilderness as his is.
It be my wish of last
to stay entirely lost in.