Into the Trees

Sly little creature 

With the grin of a child 

Soft hands reaching out to her, 

As if 

She was the one 

Who got away.

Entangled

Without ever knowing her name, 

He find himself whispering 

through bushes 

And beneath the trees, 

In desperate hope of revival. 

Death defying 

Unidentifiable love 

As deep as the ocean falls,

Clear as a summer's day, 

Never skipping a beat;

He forgets 

What he was even searching for,

Blissfully lost amongst the trees 

And gentle touch of her hand.-