follow right
down the way
soft and lush
gardens lay
tender day
borrowed brush
the feeling of hunger
the feeling of love
my steps so silent
coy and light
wandering whispers
trees at night
golden glow
sun’s silky glove
chirps like gossip
high in the trees
me on the ground
heart skinned like knees
pain sufficient
tender touch
carpeted forest floor
where we rush
underfoot, i surely run
catching up
the rays of the sun
but who does wait
beyond the trees
trampled paths
fallen leaves
find my step
stay in line
don’t wander from the path
gilded lies
rings of age
too many to count
your heart swollen
down to pounce
wake me when it’s safe to leave
my footsteps behind
amongst the trees